Requested by Smollpotatu
⚠Trigger warning: minor character death⚠
Darryl carefully but quickly dug the first bit of debris out of the patient's body. The poor man had been thrown from his bicycle by a car that hadn't seen him in time. He was still alive, but if Darryl didn't remove the foreign objects in time, he wouldn't be for long.
Darryl wordlessly held out his hand to Zak, who gave him the already threaded needle. He worked the thread through the skin, sealing the wound shut.
The heart monitor beeped steadily next to him. It was difficult, having to simultaneously focus on patching the man up and making sure the heartbeat remained stable.
He bit his lip nervously as he repeated the process with the second wound. He was running out of time. Panic was beginning to set in. He'd never had a patient die in his care, and he didn't want that to change.
His eyes widened as the heart monitor began beeping erratically. Zak took the tools he was holding, allowing him to grab the defibrillator. "Clear!" he shouted before pressing the device onto the man's chest. The patient's body convulsed as the electric shock surged through it. The monitor beeped a few more times before flatlining.
Darryl set the defibrillator aside, despair settling in his eyes. This man had people who knew and loved him. They were all counting on Darryl to save him, and he had failed. The biker would never be able to live the rest of his life.
As the body was taken away, Darryl sat in a nearby chair, hugging himself. He kept telling himself that it was his fault. If he had just tried harder, he could have saved that man.
His fault. His fault.
"Darryl?" Zak sat next to him and placed a hand on his shoulder.
Darryl broke down sobbing and hugged Zak, buring his face in his coworker's shoulder.
"Hey, it's okay, sometimes these things happen," Zak said, rubbing his back.
"I sh-should've tried harder, I could have s-saved him," Darryl choked out through his sobs.
"You tried your best. But as sad as it is, people die, and there's nothing we can do about it."
Darryl continued crying for a few minutes before finally calming down. He pulled out of the hug and wiped his eyes. "I'm okay now." He smiled. "Thank you, Zak."
Zak kissed his cheek. "Any time."
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~SkepHalo Oneshots~
Romance[REQUESTS CLOSED] [Art by me] Just some oneshots of these two, if you don't like the ship please don't send hate, you don't have to read it NOTE: I have no intentions of forcing the ship or a sexuality upon Skeppy or BadBoyHalo, and I do not condone...
