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Should I create this Tim x reader story on my 2nd account?

I don't know if you guys would want to this on my 2nd account SomeoneIsWatchingMe ? It would be super short, I think like 3 or 4 chapters.

Cancer ~Tim x reader~ (⅓)
I am not a doctor, so I might get some of the stuff wrong. Also, I haven’t wrote in a while, so forgive me.

The world felt like it lost its meaning, ever since I was diagnosed with cancer. With only months remaining, I felt like living and surviving wouldn’t be the case. The doctors already predicted my death if I don’t survive with the low percent I have.

I just couldn’t tell my best friend about it, but it did feel like it would be too late to say goodbye if I didn’t tell him. He would be surprised and maybe pissed it that I didn’t tell him. I couldn’t tell him, even with the many outcomes that came to my mind when I thought about how I’d tell him.

Try to relax and keep this memory good, good memories. Good memories.
“So, any more..awkward..stuff happening at your work?” Tim asked, eating at the café we went to. I always had these weird stories of customers coming into my Deli shop. “Actually, surprisingly, no.”

He looked at me, seeing if I was lying. “You think I would lie for a useless thing like that?”
“Useless? This is why I’m happy to see you!” He exclaimed jokily. We both shared a laugh and then went back to eating in silence. I hated silence. It always made me think about what’s happening to me, trying not to countdown the weeks was hard.
“Tim, I-” I couldn’t believe what almost came out of my mouth, I can’t tell him. “Yeah?”
Playing with the food with my fork, trying to think what I could say. “It’s nothing, nevermind, sorry.” My voice drew quiet and his concerned looked turned into a sad one. “Alright.”

Tim’s POV
I knew I shouldn’t delve deeper into it, people always did that to me when I acted like she did. She sounds like she was going to tell me something important, but slapped it away before she fully said. With my happy nature I always use for a front, “how’s your food.”

She shrugged, slouched in the chair, she kept messing with the salad she got with her fork. “It’s alright, I guess.” I grew more worried for her, I felt I needed to ask what was on her mind without sounding rude or abrupt. “You okay?” Is that the right thing to ask?
She nodded.

The rest of the meal was in silence, small talks here and there. But other than that, nothing like we usually are. With her crazy stories and jokes, I always listened to them.

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Y/N’s family was having a christmas party, mainly just her family. I felt lost in it, in a corner with her dad coming up and talking to me a little. I knew no one here, but Y/N, her father & mother. Y/N came over to me, in a happy mood than a sad one, “why so edgy?” She giggled at her joke and took a sip of her drink.
“Not the first time I’ve been called that.” Smiling a toothy grin at her, biting my lip at the other end, chuckling through my teeth at her joke.

“For real, you are hiding from everyone here. It looks awkward, no offense.” Setting her drink on the table next to her. “No offense.” I mocked her, then answered truthfully. “I know nobody here than you, your mom and then your dad who’s always coming over here to me. I think he suspects I am your boyfriend or something.” Glancing over at her dad who was chatting up some of her family with her mother.

“He does that to everyone, even Jay.” She knows Jay? “But, why don’t we get outta here and go into the cornfield that’s around here.” She grabbed my hand and started dragging me out. “Great, now we’re going to be killed.” I couldn’t help but smile at how we act around each other. “Shut up Wright!”

Y/N dragged me out to the hovering corn field. “Why are we out here again?” I asked, not sure where the drink I had went to. “So your edgy self doesn’t make you seem awkward. Also, to get away from everyone. I felt super uncomfortable with the amount of people there.”

I chuckled again, her hand, leaving mine, my hand felt so cold and lonely. “Come here.” I grabbed her hand and pulled her close. Her cheeks were so red, making my smile widen. “Cold?” She asked me and I nodded, lying. I really just missed her touch, loving the times we’ve held hands. Like when she invited me to her uncle’s wedding.

It felt so awkward for us to sit together during the wedding, too many thought we were dating. Almost like every family member we’ve met has asked us if we were dating. She slipped her hand with mine, making both our hands warm up. She said it was just because of her hand was cold. I thought she didn’t just do it because it was cold.
(Third person)
His fingers entwined with hers, they mirrored each other with their actions. Hands getting warm with each other under the sheet of cold the air gave out. She wanted to stop time and live in this moment forever and ever. She thought to herself, never embracing love before, is this what love feels like?

“Let's go back inside, it’s freezing out here.”