(While I was originally going to post this as my own idea, this was also requested by an anonymous user on 10/7/24, thank you for requesting!) (Art by mindn.p.d on tiktok)

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The hospital lights were dim and the rooms were silent as the evening created an ombré of warm colors. It was a beloved sight to witness, but right now wasn’t the time for you to admire. You were sitting on your hospital bed, the only sound you could hear being the soft beeping of the heart monitor. You stared at the mirror in front of you, looking at your healing injuries and your lifeless eyes.

A grunt escaped your lips as you laid back down on the bed and pressed your cheek against the pillow, shutting your eyes to block out the world around you. Pain constantly ran through your veins, but it’s been a while since the incident, so you just got used to the same on and off feeling.

You turned on your side and stared at the tray of lunch that the nurses handed to you. The food was untouched and the cup of water was half empty. You were going to get dinner soon, so you might as well start eating so you don’t get any more complaints. As you grabbed the fork and poked the bits of vegetable, you heard the door slowly open, revealing not an overprotective nurse, but, surprisingly, an exhausted and very jittery OWAKCX, whimpering softly due to the stitches on his mouth.

“HEY.”

He mumbled, prodding at the lines near his lips.

“YOU…YOU DON’T…MIND IF I STAY HERE FOR A BIT, DO YOU?”