Age: 32
Warning: Angst
Request For: LunarsLunar
(Y/N'S POV)
As our bodies hit the bare mattress Jonathan turned to me with eyes of flame, a wry grin on his face. "I knew I'd get you into bed one day." I blush in embarrassment. We lock eyes, my smile a mirror of his. Then he rolls a little closer, "We were meant to be, you and me." In that moment the rest of the people in the world become nothing at all, like they aren't there at all - it's just him and I.
"So Jonathan - what we we doing today?" I lean in closer smelling his calming scent. "How about we go to the Dave and Busters that opened up a month ago, I've always wanted to try it." I think for a moment, it is an arcade after all, why not? "Sure, since we have nothing to do - why not go now?" He smiled with a nod as we both sit up.
"I'll leave you to get ready, I'll have to tell the assholes I won't be able to record." He laughs walking away closing the door behind him. "What to wear.." I mutter looking over the few outfits I had that consisted of f/c, f/c, and more f/c. Defeated, I grab ripped jeans and a f/c jacket, underneath with Jonathan's shirt, nothing too fancy.
"Jonathan are you ready to go?" I called out grabbing my phone and wallet. "YEP! Evan's just being an—ASSHOLE!" I laugh at his remark and headed out the door closing it behind me. He exited the office as his eyes wandered over to me. "You know you're beautiful, right?" I turn a tinted pink and giggle at his comment, "Jonathan, you don't always have to be this sweet!"
We made it to the place parking to the entrance while bumping into others. "It's so crowded Jonathan!" I whispered-yelled to him while getting hit by a taller man. I couldn't help but notice the man had a large bag draped over his arms. Falling down Jonathan quickly picked me up before I fell on the hard floor. "Watch it asshole!" He screamed as the man looked back, his green eyes staring down at me with a smile.
"What a creep." I mutter standing up and dusting myself off. "Thanks Del," I say kissing his cheek while he chuckles. "Let's go, I don't want our table to be taken." We made it to the receptionist (Do they have that at Dave And Busters?? Whatever :P) who smiled politely. "Hello, may I help you?" Her blue eyes stared at mine and started to Jonathan with the same expression.
"Yes, table under 'Jonathan' please." She checked a reservation book and closed it staring back at us again. "Oh yes—right this way please." Bumping into a few more people here and there she gave us the menu and left us in peace. His facial expression changed from a peaceful one into a concern and angry one, "Jonathan are you alright?" I asked looking behind me as well until he stopped me.
"Don't look Y/n—it's nothing." I glared at him and picked up the menu while looking over its appetizers and drinks. "Hello there. My name's Alana and I'll be your waiter this evening. What drinks could I start you guys with?" Closing our menus I turned to her and stared at her brown eyes. "I'll have a—,"
BANG
BANG
(3RD POV + 2ND POV)
Jonathan quickly pulled you down with him as the waiter did so too. "J-Jonathan? What's happening?" You asked as your arms wrap around him. Hiding under the table the three of you witness bullets flying pass and people getting shot. "NO!" The waiter screamed as she watched a man fall to the ground and quickly rushed over to his aid.
"Fuck—Fuck! Cam— (it kept autocorrecting to can..) stay with me!" "What is she doing?" You shrieked as a man behind her pulled out a gun to her head. Acting quickly Jonathan bounced on the man throwing punches. "JONA-," Your mouth was quickly covered by a hand pulling you back.
Thrashing at the man you heard a gun shot, terrified that you didn't know if it was him who was shot. He removed his hand from your mouth but replaced it with a gun in your mouth, looking up terrified it was the man from before.
His sinister grin never leaving his face as the once innocent man he was, was no more. "Boss was looking for you.." "It will only last for a second." Suddenly the sound of an unexpected crack widen the eyes of yours only to see the man on the ground out cold with blood coming out of his nose. "Y-Y/n? I thought I lost you baby!" "JONATHAN!" You cried while he ran to you for a hug.
BANG
You stared at your lover while your chest hurt and your eyes began to tear. "J-Jonny?" He whispered an I love you and fell on the floor with blood coming out of his wound. Rushing to his aid you took off your jacket revealing the shirt you always stole from him; you didn't even know if this would be the last time you would see him; or smell his scent ever again.
"JONATHAN? Can - Can you hear me?" Sobs and gunshots continued as you dragged his body underneath a table being barricade. You flashed backed to the moment your lover's face turned pale and his blue eyes turned cold like they left his body for good. Sirens beamed in the air as footsteps ran in different directions while you cradle him. Your tears fell on his face as you shoved your face inside of his hoodie as if you guys where one together.
"Don't leave me.." You whispered as his eyes opened a little, "I wouldn't ever leave you baby.. trust me. You're the most important thing in my life and I love you so damn much. Promise me, you won't leave me either." Your hands grabbed the sides of his face as you smashed your lips on them while your tears fell and his did too, they both connected in the end while his lips fell into a cold numb state.
Suddenly shouts came near you as you screamed for help while those large footsteps rushed to your aid. Your focus went onto Jonathan quickly as you put your head on his chest, listening for a heartbeat. Your tears and panicking told you the answer as you have began crying out even more, your chin trembling. As the paramedics arrived they quickly took Jonathan away, however yours hands tried to grab his. "JONATHAN NO PLEASE! I PROMISE BABY - YOU PROMISED! I PROMISE! I...
promised."
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It had been not a week since the accident had occurred. It had not been a week since you have heard any news. Not even going to the hospital was going to bring good news, as they would not allow any visitors. You had been caught up in thoughts for so long, forgetting that anything had ever happen. But, nightmares don't lie. You think your crazy, he's not dead - no he can't be. He's right here, with you in your dreams. Alive.
A phone rang, it was yours. Quickly grabbing it and putting it in your face, you could make out the number, it had belonged to his hospital. Urging to get something out of them, a statement, a check up on Jonathan, maybe even the privilege to visit him. "Hello?" Your heartbeat twice as fast, half nervously, half excitedly. "Hello, this is LifeCare Hospital, is this Y/n L/n speaking?" "Uh, yes. I-Is Jonathan ok?"
The woman on the other line took a deep breath, "Miss, I'm sorry to say this but.. Jonathan Denis is dead." No, no, no - she's not-it isn't possible! "You can visit him one last time, again, I am sorry for your lost." She hung the phone up, everything hurt. Everything. He's dead, and for what? Because he fucking saved you! It was as traumatizing as you had to bury your own mother, when she was ill and you - you couldn't do anything about it!
"I'm so sorry Jonathan, I-I couldn't keep that promise.." The pain was dreadful, you couldn't stop it and nobody could. But you knew deep inside all of it that you ...
Had to say goodbye.
Your clothing was damp, your face covered in water, it didn't belong to the rain however. You were still crying. Who wouldn't? You didn't want to speak, you didn't want to hear, you didn't want to see, you only wanted one thing. Jonathan. Nights gotten worse and worse, to the point you couldn't sleep, the bags under your eyes proved it.
Entering the hospital you did not care for the looks you had gotten, sympathetic ones and disgusted ones. The receptionist looked at you in terror, preparing to get a nurse but you stopped her. "I am looking for Jonathan Denis, they said I could visit one last time.." She nodded and called out to a nurse.
As a nurse walked into the room she guided you into a another area of the hospital, staying quiet as well. It wasn't until you entered the cold room, a body laying on the bed that you didn't want to admit to who's it was. "A doctor will be here shortly to discuss insurance, funerals, cremation, etcetera." As she had closed the door you had took a deep breath, his facial expression had stood the same.
"I-I'm here baby." You sat next to him, trying your best not to break down. He was still wearing the clothing he had before, your jacket was even still there. "I-I, I'm sorry." You touched his hand, rubbing it. "I broke our promise." As your voice crack, so did the wall you had kept to stopped your whaling. "J-Jonny," "I left you. I left you to die didn't I? It's all my fault."
No matter how much you cried you knew that it couldn't, it WOULDN'T bring Jonathan back. You thought you were loosing your mind but reality always seemed to trick you. Opening your eyes to see blur it made you stop. The person in front of you, the dead man on the table, he was alive.
His eyes were staring back at you weakly, but he knew for a fact that it was you, and you knew it was him. "JONATHAN!" Your emotional pain had built up and released into love for him. "Y-Y/n baby..you didn't break your promise.. You didn't leave me." He whipped your tears shaking slightly as you laughed, both of you smiled before kissing each other.
"I love you so much Jonathan.." You whispered to him, he held you close. "Y/n.. I needed to tell you something for so long." Getting up you looked at him his hands in his pocket. "When we went out—to Dave & Busters. I had planned on telling you something.. and the waiter? She was one of my friends, friends, Lucas. Anyways, I gave her something special and she had it on her before she-," he coughed and looked away before pulling out something.
"She gave it too me and said "Treat her right. Your happy together. Whatever you do, protect her." And I did, I saved you. And Y/n fucking L/n I kept in in for so long." He went down on one knee sending you in hysterical crying.
"Will you marry me?"
A nod of happiness was all I took for Jonathan to slide the ring onto her finger, a hug of happiness in the end.
"I'll always keep that promise."