𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖇𝖚𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖙 || trump x biden

the hospital

( bidens pov )

i push through the crowd run over to my limo, getting into the drivers seat while my driver runs up to the car, waving his hands frantically. i pull out of my private parking space and pull up directions to the hospital on my phone.
"come on, come on, come on!" i say as i wait for it to load. the directions finally load and I start following the GPS, worry on my face. i speed past a red light and take a sharp turn as the hospital appears in my peripheral vision. i glance towards my phone, 5 minutes left.
i drive full speed towards the hospital and park infront of the door. i hustle inside the sliding doors and run towards the front desk.
"i'm here to see trump, donald trump." i say anxiously, the receptionist jolting up from being on her phone.
"oh! yes sir, right away!" she says as she gets up and walks away from the front desk.

I stand infront of trumps hospital room door, gathering myself before walking in. I takes a deep breath and then open the door, looking into the room.
"trump?" I say anxiously.
i see trump sit up from his bed.
"i-i'm so glad your okay.. i-i thought you were dead and I was so worrie-" trump cuts me off,
"i'm okay, trust me." he says with a small smile.
"i'm so glad" i walk closer to his bed.
i look at the ear that has been shot and see stitches and padding on it. 'i'll kill. whoever did that to him..' i think to myself.
"who did this to you?" i blurt out.
"i don't know, but they would have already killed him." trump replies quietly.

i put my hand on the bed, right by trumps in a comforting way.
"how are you feeling?" i ask,
"amazing" trump says sarcastically.
i smile a little bit and slide my hand closer to his. maybe i had feelings for trump after all, and i wasn't upset about that. i looked into his beautiful hazel green eyes and he looked into mine. 'he's so beautiful' my thoughts said over and over again.
I felt his hand move closer to mine and rest it upon eachother.
"biden.." trump says quietly
i smile and look down, glancing to out hands. i wanted to kiss him so bad and I could see the look in his eyes he wanted to kiss me too. 'just do it already!" the voices in my head scream. i look back up at trump and lock eyes with him. i feel his hand rest on my cheek, and my stomach erupts with butterflies. i lean in and brush my lips across his, and he pulls me closer and smashes his lips against mine. i immediately kiss back and after what seems like forever, we pull away.
"i've liked you for awhile, trump." i say.
"me too." trump replies.

a/n : just btw none of this is real and it's all for fun!