Glory is for Another Day // Lams Oneshots

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John gulped. He could feel the blood that was leaking through his fingers and onto his jacket, but was rendered powerless. He had watched a strange man stab him with a dull blade, then saw the bright lights of the ambulance as he was carted off. To a hospital, he supposed, but his head was getting fuzzier by the moment.

"John...." he heard it every once in a while, just his name, very softly. "John,"

It was as if the speaker couldn't think beyond that word. John wanted to reach out to that person, then couldn't discern why, then fell into dark sleep.

Time skip to John waking up

John woke up to steady beeping and a hand in his hand. He turned his head, recognizing that it hurt terribly, and made eye contact with the one he wanted.

"A-Alex!" John croaked, his voice rough and desperate.

"John, calm down, I'm here. You're gonna be okay," Alex drew his hand from John's and John whimpered from the lack of contact.

"Alex," softer this time.

"Are you tired, hon? Do you need anything?"

John used what little strength he had to grab Alex by the collar and pull him down. John kissed him as if they had been separated for years, and when he loosened his grip on Alex's collar, Alex looked shocked at the action.

"John... not while you're hurt like this. You'll pull the wound,"

"I don't care," John was seized by something he couldn't recognize and grabbed Alex back towards him.

Alex didn't fight. He couldn't fight John, not when he wanted something. He was weak when it came to John. He kissed back.

John suddenly groaned sharply into the kiss, but refused to break it. Alex did that for him.

"John, are you alright?"

John clutches his side. "So I got...stabbed, right? By some guy?"

Alex gained a pained look in his eye and nodded.

"What's happening in my gut?"

"Like I said, you'll be just fine, and the cops detained the guy yesterday. He broke through the abdominal muscles but narrowly missed the actual organs. (Guys I know this is probably not science but FiGhT mE I'm too tired to be a stab wound professional) It will take several weeks to heal, but it will heal just fine," Alex cautiously took John's hand once again.

John nodded and let his head fall back down. "I miss you,"

"I'm right here, love,"

"Yeah, but I miss you anyway. Can you come closer?"

Alex pressed a kiss to John's forehead and leaned forward so he could feel the heat of John's fever. "I think you get to come home tomorrow,"

"That'd be nice."

"You'll have to take it easy. No work, no classes unless you're in top condition,"

"That's less nice," John sighed. "This hurts really bad,"

"I know sweetheart, I know. I'm so sorry I let this happen to you,"

"You did nothing wrong, Alex. It was an accident,"

"I love you,"

"I love you too, Alex,"

AN: Did someone say short, because this was. Longer ones to come. Live and love,

Wolf
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