Nothing Else Matters (Klars)

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-Kirk's POV-
When I woke up, a doctor was standing right next to my hospital bed.
She had piercing blue eyes, and her hair was dyed at least four different colours. Just looking at her made my head hurt.

"Sir, the only injury you seem to have suffered is a broken nose. You were incredibly lucky." She told me.
How did I manage to basically get run over by a bus and get away with only a broken nose?

The doctor also informed me that I would be leaving the hospital within a couple of days if everything went according to plan.

Thank god. I thought. It was horrible in here. The bed I was lying on was harder than concrete. The walls were painted a vomit green colour and there were no windows. I was basically trapped in a tiny vomit-coloured room, lying on the most uncomfortable bed on earth...but most importantly, I wasn't dead.

She walked out and a few seconds later, the door opened again and there was Lars with James and Rob.

I dreaded the conversation they would inevitably try to have with me. I contemplated calling the doctor to get them out of my room, but decided that it wasn't worth it.

James sat on the stool.

"Hey man, you ok?" He asked quietly.

Lars shook his head. "Does he look ok to you?" He said to James, obviously annoyed, "Could I talk to him in private for a bit?".

So Rob and James left the room and I was alone with Lars.

-"So what exactly happened? " je asked curiosly.

"Jumped in front of a bus" I said without thinking.

-"Are you serious?"

"Yes."

-"Why'd you do that, man?"

I shrugged and turned away to hide the tears in my eyes.
Lars was staring at me expectantly, so I replied.

"Because I felt like it."

-"You felt like jumping in front of a bus? Really Kirk?"

"Yeah"

-"You're a fucking idiot. You could have died!"

"I wish I had died" I whispered.

-"Kirk, what the fuck man? Why do you wanna die?"

"Well, there isn't much point in living is there? "

-"What do you mean? "

"I have nothing to live for"

-"What about your family? And what about the band?"

" Lars, the only thing that matters to me... is you.... and when you kicked me out.."

-"I'm so sorry. I kicked you out because I was scared to admit that... I love you too."

I stood up and walked over to him.
I sat on his lap and pressed my lips to his. They were warm and soft. It felt like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders.

Lars moved his lips down to my neck and I couldn't help but moan.

He stopped suddenly and whispered in my ear.

Warning: sex scene coming up
-"You're wearing too many clothes babe". He lifted off my t- shirt (a/n ik he would normally be in a hospital gown (?) but whatever) and slowly moved his warm, soft lips down my bare chest and I felt my cock getting hard.

He saw it too and told me to stand up. I did so and Lars got on his knees and pulled my jeans and underwear down.

He placed his lips around my cock and sucked it.

" fuck " god he was so good at this.
I came* in his mouth

And then the door opened and there was the doctor with the rainbow hair, looking like she's just seen a ghost