Red vs Blue Oneshots

The Fear of Falling Apart

I was listening to This Is Gospel by P!ATD, and it made me think of North x York. I do not own the song, or anything like that. Except the idea for the plot, and yeah.

This is gospel
For the fallen ones
Locked away in permanent slumber
Assembling their philosophy's
Of pieces of broken memories

"North! North! Please! You have to let me see him! Please!" York begged the doctors. North's cancer was getting worse.

At lease once every week there was a hospital visit. Sometimes North would end up in the ICU for at least two days. Sometimes more.

York was scared. Genuinely terrified was a better way to put it. He and North had known each other since they were little. They had been dating since seventh grade. They knew each other better than anyone else, sometimes even themselves.

Their gnashing teeth
And criminal tongues
Conspire against the odds
But they haven't seen the best of us yet...

North was alright for a while. If you could call it that. Hospital visits were less frequent, he started looking a bit healthier. York smiled to himself as North napped on the couch with their cats, Theta and Delta, snuggling close to him. It was looking better.

... If you love me you'll let me go
If you love me you'll let me go
These words are knives
And often leave scars
The fear of falling apart
Truth be told, I never was yours
The fear
The fear of falling apart

Even though things started to look up, they quickly dropped once again. North was in the ICU, and as the Doctors told York, he would be there a few days, possibly more. But they never said a word about death. That was good, right?

This is gospel
For the vagabonds
Ne'er-do-wells
And insufferable bastards
Confessing their apostasies
Led away by imperfect imposters

A few days turned into a week and three days. North was still in the ICU. He looked worse every day, pale and York could see his ribs quite easily. This was part of being sick, the doctors said.

Don't try to sleep through the end of the world
And bury me alive
'Cause I won't give up without a fight...

North wasn't giving up yet. He kept fighting. And York fought with him. He snuck leftover homemade food into the hospital and gave it to North. He made him cookies, and also snuck those into the hospital. Brought North coffee from the hospital cafeteria. He even got a camera set up at home so North could video chat with the cats. York did everything he could to help, because no one needed to spell it out for him.

...If you love me you'll let me go
If you love me you'll let me go
These words are knives
And often leave scars
The fear of falling apart
Truth be told, I never was yours
The fear
The fear of falling apart

This was it. York new it. The last day. He spent as much time with North that day as he could.

"I know, it's a lot to ask... but could I please bring him out. I want him to see our cats one last time. I-I... I want the last day to be good. Please?" York asked North's doctor.

"I- You know what? I really don't see why not. But we will have an ambulance on call, alright? Just call this number." The doctor instructed.

York nodded.

Theta and Delta were ecstatic to see North at home once more. North was happy to be at home again. And he spent every moment with York.

The blond sat on the stool at their bar-style counter/table, watching and talking as his boyfriend cooked. York smiled and talked back, kissing North every moment he could.

After dinner, the two sat on the stools drinking tea. Until York stood and pulled North with him, holding the blond close.

"It's the last day, isn't it?" York asked, pressing his forehead to North's.

"Yeah, I think it is." North whispered.

"I love you so much North." York said, kissing his boyfriend tenderly, letting the kiss linger.

"I love you too York" North said, breaking the kiss so their lips were almost touching.

The pair stood there, holding the other close, kissing each other gently. When York pulled away, his eyes were watery. He was crying. So was North.

"D-do I... do I-I need t-to get the a-ambulance?" York breathed shakily.

"No. I want to stay with you. I don't want to go there." North whispered.

That's when it happened. North's eyes fluttered closed.

"I-I love you York. P-please, s-stay strong." North whispered, leaving the world.

... If you love me you'll let me go
If you love me you'll let me go
These words are knives
And often leave scars
The fear of falling apart
Truth be told, I never was yours
The fear
The fear of falling apart