Matt's POV:
"Just please wake up..."
That's what I find myself saying every minute or so. He just looks so... Lifeless... Maybe he's off in his own perfect world where he's healthy and we're together...
I reach over and grab his hand as tears begin to run down my face again. He's still alive, but he just won't wake up...
"Please," I sob quietly.
I've lost track of time. I don't know how long I've been waiting here. I don't remember that last time I've eaten or slept. Chris and Tom visited awhile ago and tried to get me to go home, but I refused. I have to be here...
"Dammit!" I shout, standing up and slamming my fist into the wall. I turn my back to the wall and slide to the floor in a sobbing mess.
He has to wake up... He just has to... I don't know what I'm going to do if he doesn't...
I sit on the floor for a few more minutes before sliding back into the chair next to his bed. I brush a few stray hairs off of his forehead.
"I love you so much," I mumble. "I need you. Please don't leave me." I rub my eyes and yawn. I look over to the clock and it's almost 2am. I really should sleep, but I can't...
"Please wake up, Dom," I beg. "Please."
Dom's POV:
I open my eyes to find that I'm in a room that's far too familiar.
Oh no.
No no no.
Why am I back in the hospital?
I try to sit up but I can barely move. I look around the room and the first thing I notice is Matt half asleep in the chair next to me.
"Matt?" I manage to say, my voice quiet and rough.
He snaps up and I get a good look at him. He looks absolutely exhausted. How long has he been waiting here? He reaches over and grabs my hand.
"Thank god," he says, his voice shaking and his eyes tearing up. "The doctors said that you might not wake up. Why didn't you tell me that you were feeling worse?"
I look down at my hand which is still in Matt's tight grasp. "I didn't want to come back here," I mutter. "I didn't think it was anything major either."
"You were dead, Dominic!" he shouts, startling me with his sudden intensity. He takes a few deep breaths and lowers his voice to a murmur. "You were dead for six full minutes." I see tears running down his cheeks and his grip on my hand tightens. It hurts but I don't want him to let go. With his free hand, he reaches over and softly caresses my face. I can feel my own eyes begin to tear up.
"I love you, you fucking moron," Matt says, laughing dryly. He looks down at our hands and loosens his grip. "Sorry," he mumbles trying to pull his hand away.
"It's fine," I say, making sure my hand remains in his. "I love you too." I shift over and motion for Matt to sit next to me. He lifts himself out of the chair and slides into bed next to me. I mange to slowly sit up and he rests his head on my shoulder. "How long have you been waiting?" I whisper.
"Two or three days," he yawns as he wraps one of his thin arms around my back.
"Have you gotten any sleep?" I ask, turning my head so half of my face is buried in his hair. He just shrugs in response. "Well you should. You don't want to make yourself sick." He nods and closes his eyes. His breathing slows and he falls asleep almost immediately.
I feel awful for worrying him like that. I really should have told him that I was feeling worse. This whole situation could have been avoided if I wasn't so selfish. Hell, I was dead.
"I'm sorry," I mumble, my voice breaking. I close my eyes and fall asleep next him.
Matt's POV:
I wake up, still sitting next to Dom. I smile and pull myself closer to him. I sit there for a few minutes before he begins to stir. He looks at me then smiles.
"Hi there," he mumbles as he lies down. I do the same, draping an arm across his waist and placing my head on his chest.
"Don't you dare scare me like that ever again," I sigh. He wraps his arms around me and kisses the top of my head.
"I'll do my best," he whispers, running one of his hands up and down my back. I smile at the feel of it. It's honestly one on the best feelings in the world. I don't want him to stop and he doesn't. We just lie there together in silence. If I could choose one moment in my life to stay in forever, it would be this one.
"I don't think that I could love you more," I say.
"I know I can't," he says, pulling me closer to the point where I'm almost lying on top of him. "Matt?" he asks quietly.
"Yeah?" I respond, shifting so I can look at his face.
"I know I said that I didn't want to be in a relationship..." he mumbles, his cheeks turning a soft shade of pink. "But..."
"But?" I giggle. I have a rough idea what he's going to ask me.
"Will you be my boyfriend?" he asks quickly.
"Of course," I say, shifting so we're both at eye level. "I love you. How could I say no?"
Before he has a chance to answer, I pull him in for a deep kiss.
If you get the reference for the name of this chapter, you're probably my soul mate. Just saying.
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Bliss
FanfictionMatthew Bellamy was in a car accident, causing him to stay in the hospital for a few weeks. But the boy he meets while stuck there just might change his life forever. (Contains strong language and sexually suggestive themes)