Bruno Mars Imagines

Unconditional Love

Imagine For LunaHooligan
Luna's POV:
"I had a great time with you tonight, Bruno," I said as we looked at the stars in the sky. "Me too, Luna. Do you have any idea what you do to me? We've been together for like two years now and this has been the best two years of my life. I love you, Babygirl," Bruno said as he kissed my forehead. "I love you too, Babyboy," I said hugging him. Bruno and I have been together for two years and three months now and now we are getting a little bit serious with a commitment, and I'm hoping that he's ready to pop the question.

"Ready to go home?" He said as we got up to get in the car. "Yeah, maybe you could help me with my flexibility," I said as I kissed his neck and he moaned. "Mmmm, Baby Luna. Wait until we get home," He said as he started the car.

No One's POV:
Bruno is the best boyfriend Luna has ever had, and Luna is the best girlfriend Bruno has ever had, plus he was thinking about proposing to her. As Bruno was driving on the highway, he looked at the traffic light and it was on green. The second the car went across, an 18 wheeler wasn't paying attention to what he was doing until he saw Bruno's car. Once he saw them, he tried to stop from hitting the couple, but it was too late. The truck had hit Luna's side of the car and flipped the couple over about three times into a ditch.

Luna was unconscious with blood coming from the side of her face and Bruno had blood coming from the side of his mouth. The truck driver got out of the truck and called an ambulance for them. Before Bruno lost consciousness, he grabbed Luna's hand, and said, "I love you, till death do us part."

Bruno's POV:
The next day, I woke up in the hospital bed with Luna by my side. The doctor came into the room and saw that I was awake. "Ah! Mr. Hernandez, you're awake! I just wanna ask you some questions to see if there weren't any other hand injuries or memory issues," Dr. Willams said as he asked me the questions.

"Doctor, If I may ask, what happened to us last night?" I asked him. "Well, from what I heard about you both last night was that you both were hit from the side by an 18 wheeler. You're very lucky to be alive, Mr. Hernandez," he said as I looked at Luna. "What about Luna?" I asked while going to her bed. She had IV's in her arms, a bandage wrapped around her head, and she was sleeping peacefully looking like a fallen angel.

"Well, we don't know if she survived or not. We believe that she's in a coma," Dr. Willams said as I touch her beautiful face like it was a delicate flower. "A c-coma?" I asked him while starting to cry. "I'm sorry, but we usually give it up until 3 months to see if she wakes up. That 18 wheeler crashed into her side of the vehicle, correct?" He asked as I nodded my head yes. Not my babygirl; not my Luna. This can't be happening. "Bruno, If I may, you can stay here with her just in case she wakes up," the doctor offered me as I said yes and asked for some new clothes.

Two and a Half Months Later

Luna still hasn't woken up yet, and I'm a mess. I pray every single day and night for her to wake up. I sometimes talk to her just to get things off my chest and in hoping that she will wake up. I walked into Luna's room with the guys and her girl-friends just to see her. "Hey, Luna. I'm back from the studio, babygirl. The guys miss you, your girl-friends miss you, and I miss you too, babe. Luna, over the past two years, I have found more and more things I love about you. You're smart, outgoing, kind, confident, sweet, beauti- no, gorgeous, and the list goes on and on. You don't let anyone else tell you what to do and you may be insecure about yourself, but you don't have to be because I choose you. Everything about you is perfect to me, your hair, personality, and your beautiful body. I wouldn't change a thing, except for one thing. I wanna change your last name to mine. Luna Victoria Prescott, I love you with all of my heart, and I want to marry you. Just please wake up. For me, babygirl, please just wake up," I said laying my head down on her chest and crying.