(Partner user :p)

The heart monitor beeped at the sane pace its always been.

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You waited....and waited.... And waited...

Its been 2 years since Diego was first put into the coma, and yet? You never left his side. Sure, there were some days where you couldn't make it to the hospital and had to miss out but- you spent the majority of days at his side, holding his hand as he slept.

And then you got sick of waiting.

You spent 8 months just living on with life until...you forgot.

But the guilt was too much for you, so you went back to the hospital.

To that room.

To Diego, in the same place he's always been.

It was late, and it was cold out but you stayed. You pulled up a chair beside the bed and sat down, taking his still hand in yours. Your lips gently pressed against Diego's knuckles as a tear rolled down your cheek. Your hands moved to glide through his now silver-streaked hair. Starting at his roots his hair would get lighter every week. You shut your eyes- just for a second, resting your folded arms on the side of the bed. Your forehead lied on your sleeves...

Just to rest, just a minute, please...

Your felt a hand gently massage your head, it was...comforting...

Wait-

You quickly snapped your head up.

Door was still locked, the room was still slow and empty. Diego wasn't moving at all.

So what was it..?

The sweep caught up to you again and you rested your head once more, just a dream...

But your felt it again, a strand tucked behind your ear. Your hair didn't move but you felt the cold, ghostly feeling of fingers. "Just rest, Mi Cariña..."

Oh that voice, so calming....

[if you're confused its just his spirit talking to you while you sleep, like a half-awake moment where he'll watch over you, its sweet <3 But sry for confusion!]