"DADDY! GET UP! Uncle Corbyn wants to take us to the park and he wants you to be there with us!" Dylan jumps on my bed.
"Dylan, buddy, can you not jump on daddy's bed?" I groggily say as I rubbed my eyes and press my head. I heard a knock at my bedroom door.
"Sleep well?" Corbyn asked as he walked up to me with a glass of straight ginger ale.
"No. I have a headache." I groaned as I slowly sat up.
"Here. This will help." He handed it to me.
"Agh! This smells awful!" I made a disgusted face.
"Just drink it, it helps. I promise." He looked at me with his bright blue-grey eyes.
"Corbyn, I'm sorry about being rude a few days ago." I sighed. He looks away and stands up to close the door. Then he locks it. I sat the ginger ale down on the bedside table.
"It's okay. I just wanted to lock the door in case the kids kinda walk in on us." He sits back down next to me.
"Corbyn. I love you. I do. But it feels wrong because y/n is in the hospital on the verge of life and death. I'm sorry. I genuinely am. And I feel like if I-" Corbyn's lips touched mine. It didn't feel wrong, so I just gave in. our tongues intertwined. Corbyn's hands softly cupping my face. My hands doing the same. We pulled away and opened our eyes. We smiled and laughed.
"I missed that." He says as he licked his lips and looking down as he blushed. I was blushing as well.
"Can I ask you something?" I hesitated to say. I bit my lower lip.
"Yeah anything. Go ahead." He looked at me as he reached for my hand. He gripped it tightly.
"Are you and Christina over?" I said. I immediately regretted my choice of words. He took my other hand and kissed them both.
"There's no other person except you in my life." He sighed. I could tell he was trying to hold back his tears. Then his tears started to fall.
"No, don't cry, Corbyn." I wiped his tears. with my sleeve.
"I'm upset, Daniel. I can't believe that you would do this sort of thing to me." Corbyn stood up and walked into the bathroom.
"Corbs I'm confused... What did I do? I've kept this secret from y/n for over a year. Even when I know that it's wrong and it's eating me up inside about that fact." I stood up and felt my heart pounding hard.
"I don't wanna talk to you right now..." Corbyn said. I walked up to the door and knocked on it just as I would if it was y/n. Corbyn stormed out and punched my stomach.
*the next morning*
"AWHHH!!!" I grasped my stomach.
"Dylan you can't jump on your daddy like that!" Jonah picked him up.
"Sorry Daniel. You okay? You were really hung over and passed out instantly!" Jonah questions.
"I was just awake like an hour ago. I swear!" I rubbed my eyes.
"Yeah. You wanna go visit y/n today?" Jonah asked me. I shook my head.
"Okay. I'll leave you alone then." Jonah said as he left my room, closing the door behind him.
I laid back down and looked to my side. That's where y/n is supposed to be sleeping. She wasn't there because the hospital isn't doing shit. Every time I go back to check on her, she hasn't changed. Meanwhile, I get a call on my cell. It was the hospital. I answered it quicker than the speed of light.
"Hello??" I said out of breath.
"Mr. Daniel Seavey? We have some news regarding your significant other." The woman on the other end of the line sounded devastated. My heart dropped, expecting the bad news.
"We're very sorry." The woman spoke.
"What is it?" I spoke abruptly.
"Last night, she showed signs of assault." The lady says.
"How does one get assaulted in a hospital?" I tried acting confused.
"Someone hacked into the system for cameras and assaulted her." She said. I sighed.
"Thank you for letting me know. I appreciate it. Bye." I hung up.
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Dear Beloved, Love Daniel ❤️
Fanfictionset in daniel's pov. ever since y/n had daisy, she's been in a coma. doctors believe that the natural pregnancy caused it. y/n's body wasn't strong enough to withstand the pain without a numbing shot. after a few months go by, daniel sits in the liv...
