You were lying by his bedside, your hands squeezing a his tightly, his face a blurry jumble of color because of the tears filling your eyes. He looked so.. vulnerable. He was fast asleep, bandages covering his entire body and stitches running up and down his arms.

You laid your head on his chest, finally allowing the tears to fall. What if he never woke up? What if this was the last time you saw him? Your mind is racing as your body shook..

“{{user}}…?”