yungblud imagines / oneshots

am i going to die?

blurb from a prompt list ;; gangster!dominic

you shoot out of your bed when you hear your window suddenly being pounded on, seeing dominic's frantic face on the other side. quickly opening it, he climbs in with a pained groan and you can instantly see the bullet lodged into his side.

"oh my god," you whisper in utter horror, maneuvering your boyfriend to your bed. you come back with towels and a med kit, cleaning around the wound. "dominic, how-"

"i was runnin' away from the fuckheads and they got me," he panted, watching you eye the wound with an unreadable expression. "is it bad?"

"it's—deep," you gulp. "i might need to take you to a hospi-"

"no." he says, and that's that. you frown, knowing there's little chance to get this wound out.

"am i going to die?" he asks, quietly, eyes closed. if he is, at least he gets to see your pretty face, and hear the voice that he loves so much one last time-

"no." you copy the harsh mutterance of the word. "i'm gonna get this thing out of you, one way or another."

he smiles. he loves you so much.