a/n: repeat after me, troye sivan is a beautiful sunflower baby and he deserves the best in life
Jacob's pov
Walking up to Troye's hospital room, I notice a pacing Tyler Oakley a few feet away. When he turns to me he puts his hands up in surrender.
"I'm not looking for a fight." He moves a few steps back.
"Me neither," I mutter, walking to the door and twisting the knob open.
"Well, come on. I didn't call you down here for nothing."
His brows jump up in surprise, he nods anxiously and follows behind me as I walk in the room. Troye is spotted asleep while Shaun is in the chair next to him, watching him sleep. He looks over at us and his eyes widen.
"Careful now," Shaun warns, "I'm not happy with either of you right now and if you wake up my boy I'm going to kick your arses."
I nod while Tyler stares at Troye in shock.
"W-what happened?" He asks, stumbling upon his words.
"He overdosed, Tyler. You pushed him too far and he overdosed." I whisper, standing at the foot of the bed.
Tyler shakes his head, "No, he wouldn't. How do you know this isn't from something you did. Look at yourself."
"Just because I kicked your sorry arse and got in another fight doesn't mean I'm some kind of street fighter. You're the one that brought up Laurelle." I clench my jaw and stare at the sleeping boy. With his hair tousled to the side and his arm under his head, he uses it as a pillow as he lies on his side. Even through all this he still looks beautiful as ever.
"Both of you stop, now." Shaun scolds, glaring at us.
"It's all of our faults, now shut up and sit down." He grumbles, cracking his knuckles and leaning back in the chair.
"I'm sorry," I mumble and gesture to the chair on the other side of the bed, silently telling Tyler to sit down.
"Sorry Mr. Mellet," Tyler chirps and sits down in the chair while I lean against the wall.
"Shut up Tyler."
...
When he woke up, let's just say he wasn't happy.
"The fuck is he doing here?"
"Language, Troye! Who taught you to have such a foul mouth?" Shaun scolds.
Troye points at me, "He kinda did."
"Thanks, babe." I mutter, rolling my eyes at the boy.
His cheeks flush at the pet name that he tries to shrug off, turning back to Tyler and glaring at him.
"What are you doing here?" He speaks bitterly.
Tyler flushes in embarrassment, "Jacob called."
It's now my turn to get Troye's pouty death glare.
"Why did you call him?"
"I wanted him to see what he did to you."
He scoffs, "Well, that's awfully stupid of you."
"I'm sorry?" I question.
"Mhm, Tyler please leave." Troye nods to the door.
"Wha- Troye! I'm your best friend!" Tyler exclaims.
Troye shakes his head, "No, you were my best friend until you shamed me for moving on from Dylan and made fun of me for my mother passing away. Now please, leave."
Tyler looks down in shame and nods, getting up and rushing out of the room.
"Tro-" I start.
"Hush up and come cuddle me before I change my mind." He orders.
My lips twitch up into a small smile as I nod and get into bed with him, letting him wrap his arms around me and nudge his head into my neck. Shaun smiles at us and nods, "I'm gonna go out for a bit, you're gonna be put in the treatment centre in half an hour, Troye. That's as long as I could push. You'll be there for seventy two hours if you cooperate and then you can come home, alright?"
"Alright," Troye mumbles against my skin.
Shaun nods and heads out of the room, leaving the two of us alone. He wraps his arms tighter around me and sighs into my neck.
"'m sorry for freaking out on you. I was just upset 'n worried is all." He murmurs.
I nod and rub little shapes into his back, "It's alright. I'm sorry for leaving you alone and being a dumb twat."
He nods, "Thank you for coming back, even if I did have to drag you back."
I chuckle lightly, "I was actually on my way back when Jody attacked me."
He lifts his head up, staring at me in concern, "Jody attacked you? That's who you got in a fight with?"
"Mhm, he threw me out in front of the road for fuck's sake."
"Jesus," Troye grumbles and scoots down, resting his head on my chest.
I bring my fingers to his hair and untangle the mess of curls, softly moving them around.
"Your lungs sound pretty messed up, Jakey."
I curve my lips up into a smile, "Yeah, I went and saw my doctor the other day. She's getting me on these meds that will make me pee a lot or something."
"Wicked." He murmurs.
"That's what I said!"
...
"Tok, it's time." Shaun informs as he walks back in the room.
"Alright." He mumbles and sits up.
"You'll come visit, right?" Troye asks, flashing me his trademarked dewy eyes.
"Of course, just do what they say and you'll be out in no time." I kiss his forehead and get up off of the bed as the doctors begin stepping in the room.
He nods, "Alright. I'll see you soon, Jake."
They walk over and remove the IV, finger clip, and blood pressure cuff off of the boy while he smiles tightly at me.
"For safety reasons, we've got to put him on a stretcher, alright?" A man asks, strolling a big uncomfortable looking stretcher in the room.
Shaun nods, "That's fine. Do you mind if we follow behind on the way there to make sure he arrives safely?"
He shrugs, "Don't mind at all."
They have Troye hop up on the stretcher, fastening him down with a few different buckles and patting them down.
"I love you Tok, we'll be there for visiting tomorrow morning." Shaun steps forward and kisses his son's forehead.
Troye nods, "I love you Dadda."
And with that they stroll him out of the room, out of hospital, and into an ambulance. We follow close behind, following them to the treatment centre. We watch as they stroll him in the building and bring out an empty gurney minutes later. There's nothing more we can do then besides go home, so that's what we do. We don't dare utter a word to each other, the both of us hurting. We walk in the flat that seems to be ridden of life and joy without him here with us, we eat in silence, and we mutter goodnight's to each other as we head to bed. I stay awake staring at his walls of art for a few hours, wondering where he is and how he's doing. I hope he's okay there.
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a/n: we all good now? do you guys still hate me?
lmao i will try to get up another chapter or two tomorrow but don't hold it against me if i don't. ily kiddos, nighty night xx
