It's another day and another breath of life to have fun and enjoy... well for some. Brian strides into the white-painted hallway with food and entertainment in his bag. Passing all of the people on his way at a fast pace, until he reach his end.
Room 441
He carefully took a deep breath and opened the door, putting on his famous smile to hide his stress from the drag, problems, worry, and pain. As he enter the room, he was greeted by the most beautiful thing in his life, you.
Who was sitting in the bed and staring at the window, looking in deep thought.
"Hey Barbara, how are you?" Brian greeted, causing you to snap from your thought, and look in his direction.
Just seeing him puts a big smile on your face, "Still alive and still breathing" you joked.
Brian gives a small wheeze at your response while entering the room. He carefully put all he brought in the table beside you and took it out.
Just hearing his laugh, you know it’s fake, but you just kept it to yourself and didn’t say anything.
You withdraw to your thought again as you look at him while he does his thing. You study how he moves, and how his muscle flexes each time.
"But really, how are you? I heard the surgery will happen this week... are you ready?" Brian asked, turning his face toward you.
"Hmmm... I'm fine, just a bit of discomfort here and there, and yeah, this week. Still don't know what to feel about it" you said, followed by a small chuckle.
He smiles at you while striding into your bed with some fruits in the tray "You'll be okay, I know you will. So here's some snacks to give you energy, you big baby bitch" he teases.
"Shut up! And excuse me, I'm your baby."
Brian gazes at you for seconds, before cooing, "Yes, you are."
Silence occupied the room as you started to devour the fruits, while Brian quietly sat there beside you in deep thought. He may not say it out loud, but you can feel that he is already at the point of cracking up.
Once you were finished, he took up the plate and put it in the sink, still quiet than what you were used to.
You examine him for a bit, and out of nowhere you blurted, "I'll be fine, you know."
You saw Brian stop what he was doing, turning his head towards you, "What?"
"I said I'll be fine... Whatever happens at the end, I'm going to be fine."
"...Where is this coming from?" Brian stares at you.
You stared at his blue orbs before letting out a sigh, "All I'm saying is you don't need to worry... I'm going to be al–"
Brian chuckled lowly "Is this your way of saying 'This a goodbye, because I'm going to die?', Shit drama?"
"What? No— What I—"
"Well, it's not working." Brian cut you off. Staring daggers at you, "So drop it."
"B, please I-"
"I swear If I hear more of this fucking shit from you, I'll be the one who will be the cause of your death, so do fucking shut up." Brian hissed.
"B... I'm going to be fine—I'll be okay—"
"But what about me, (Y/N)?! What about me!" Brian shouted, lashing out all the pain he's been keeping from the start, "Did you even think what will happen to me?" His voice cracked.
"You'll be fine, you'll be okay, but what about me? Did you think I'll be fine?"
"Brian—"
"Well, I'm not! Right now, I'm not! I'm not okay with what's happening to us, and I'm not okay with what's happening to you. So you don't have a right to say you'll di—No because I can’t-, you have to do this for me. You have to live for me, (Y/N), if you can't do it for yourself, do this for me, please, (Y/N)— or else I-I—"
"Or else what?" You sighed,
Locking his bloodshot eyes in yours, you can see all the emotion swirling into them "Or else I will never forgive you."
Baffled by what he said, you plead, "For dying?"
"For making me love you!" Brian yelled with all his heart, "So you have to do this for me, (Y/N), you have to—" Brian hysterically cried.
You gently grab his arm and pull him into your embrace, making him sit on the bed.
Brian nuzzles his head into your neck and wraps his arms around you. Sinking to the warmth of your brace. "You have to do this for me... I can't live without you, (Y/N), please…" Brian whimpered beside your ears.
You choke from what he said, causing tears to stream down your face. Taking a deep breath, you put your hand on his head and caress it, hoping it will make him feel at ease.
But you know it's not enough, so to make him calm down you finally said the assurance he wanted to hear.
"Okay... I promise I will live."
Even though you know to yourself it will be a lie.