Love Through Music (Crush x Reader)

22

a/n: OK I DON'T KNOW A SINGLE THING ABOUT MEDICAL CRAP SO DON'T JUDGE ME I AIN'T NO DOCTOR FAM 

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{3rd person's point of view}

it's been a whole week since c/n brought you to the hospital.

no sign of you waking up..

hypertrophic cardiomyopathy.

that's what you're suffering from..

chest pain, dizziness, shortness of breathing and fainting.

your parents told you not to be so hyper and active, but you didn't want people to know you as a weak, and dumb girl.. 

so you decided to live with your best friend. 

she doesn't know about your sickness, nobody does.

so they all think you're just another normal girl.

until one day, after everything that has happened..

you're now laying down, dying. 

ever since, c/n has never left your side..ever.

yes, he's been there for a week. 

his friends would bring him food and force him to go home to rest.. but he declines.

He only goes home to shower and come back as fast as he could.

And in present time,

you slowly open your eyes to see c/n.

you make eye contact with him, making his eyes widen.

"Hold on! I'll call the doctor." He rushes out of the room. 

                                    +++++++++++++

"So, can she go home?" He asks.

"I don't think so, I think it's better for Ms. Y/N to stay here." 

"When can she go home and be back to normal?"

"Not for a long time, C/N. She's in a critical condition." 

The smile on c/n's face disappears.

"I understand.. please take care of her and do everything to keep her alive." 

The doctor simply nods, followed by leaving the room.

"Y/N..?"  He holds your hand.

You tighten the grip on his hand.

"You don't have to speak..it's okay. I'm here.. Dork is here." He sheds a tear, kissing your hand.

"Stay strong, brat." He chuckles.

You gesture him to get paper and a pen, which he obeys.

"Here you go, princess." 

You slowly write down something and show it to c/n.

I love you, and I'm sorry.

He smiles, brushing the hair off your face.

"I love you too, y/n. So please fight for me, okay?" 

You nod.

You continue to write, this time a little longer than last time.

If I die, find someone else. Marry her and make her as happy as you made me.