You have been dating Artemis for seven years. A few years ago, you were diagnosed with an illness that was guaranteed to kill you, and it didn't start taking effect till now. You told him that you didn't want him to watch you slowly die, but he still wanted to take care of you.

He knew that you were going to die. He knew that one day, he would try to wake you up and he would not be able to. Even then, you were his world. His only one till death did you part.

He wanted to stay with you till the very end.

You woke up this morning with your head feeling heavy and your chest hurting painfully. It wasn't until a few minutes later that you felt something in your throat and go through into a cough. Things turned for worse as it turned into more painful coughs over and over again.

Hearing your pain, Artemis was previously cooking breakfast before he rushed into the room you two shared, crouching down to your level on the bed and rubbing your back. "Hey... Calm down... Breathe, love..."