The married life! | Glamrock Freddy x Male Reader

A short coma

It was currently daytime, and you were inside the Atrium sitting in a private area above the crowd. Freddy was about to be on stage and you were there to cheer him on

"GO FREDDY, GO FREDDY, GO FREDDY!" You shake your fist in the air while hopping up and down

Suddenly, however, you get a head-splitting headache. Clutching your head, you begin struggling to stay standing up

"Why... am I so dizzy?" You ask yourself quietly while holding onto a table

Not long after saying that, you suddenly cry out in pain and crumble to the floor as your brain feels like it's getting squeezed. Your vision slowly fades to black as the sounds of cheering people begin to grow distant...

(One hour later...)

Right now, Freddy was heading up to where you were watching him with a pizza tray and drinks in hand. He was now on his break and wanted to spend it having lunch with you

"Hello, Superstar. I got us some pizza and drinks to sha-"

Dropping the food and drinks the moment he sees you limp on the ground, Freddy quickly rushes over and begins worryingly shaking you

"Superstar?? Superstar?!" He shakes you gently, nothing but fear and concern in his voice

Quickly checking your pulse, he calms down somewhat after finding out that you're still alive at the very least. Gently picking you up, he quickly runs off to call an ambulance for you

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After a while, the ambulance soon came and found you lying on the bed in Freddy's room. Right now, they're making sure everything is fine while he's silently walking back and forth outside the room

"Everything appears to be healthy." One of the medics comes out of the room

"Is he awake...?" Freddy looks up from the floor while nervously fidgeting with his hands

"Unfortunately not. Our results show us that he's been put in a coma due to blunt force to the head. Has he ever suffered trauma to the head within the past few months?"

"Well... There was one time he slammed into a metal wall by accident..." Freddy frowns slightly, remembering the incident

"Then that could be it. His breathing is normal and his heart rate is steady. All he needs is for someone to give him food and water through an IV." The medic explains, handing him an IV bag and syringe

"I can do that. Do you have any estimates on when he might wake up?" He takes both the bag and needle, staring down at them solemnly

"Well, it could be a few days, weeks, months, maybe even a few years." The whole medic staff begin to pack up

"Years...?" Freddy asks himself quietly while the staff team squeezes past him and leaves the building

Once left alone with you, he slowly walks over to the bed and sits down next to you

"Oh, Superstar... Don't worry, I'll be right there for you..." He wraps an arm around your shoulder and rubs his cheek against yours gently

Snuggling up to your side, he listens to the soft sounds of your breathing and heartbeat, feeling somewhat comforted that you're still alive at the very least...

(Day 1)

It was now a day later, and Freddy was about to give you some food and water from the IV bag and syringe during his lunch break

"Okay, my love. It's time for lunch." He gently inserts the syringe into your arm

The sight of the needle in your arm makes him slightly queasy, but he endures it anyway until he's sure you won't need any nutrients for the next few hours