PAIRING x| frank ocean x playboi carti|x PAIRING
December 31st, 1989
20 minutes till new years.
Jordan let a small sigh once he saw his assigned nurse walk towards him with his dinner. "You should eat up Jordan. You haven't been eating lately. Why?"
"what's the point of eating when I know I'm gonna die anyways." Jordan croaked out his throat dry. He stared up at the iv drip and sighed.
This isn't how Jordan imagined his life. Attached to a life support machine, his beloved dreads shaved off, wondering if each day would be his last. Jordan didn't want to live like this. He had dreams. He wanted to be a dancer, dance for all the rich people and be the best contemporary dancer in the world.
But once he found out he had cancer his dreams withered away. Sometimes, he can't help but dream. Dream about becoming the best dancer in the world.
There was no point of dreaming but he couldn't help it.
"Jordan, please eat up." Nurse Campbell said patting the man's bony hand before leaving him to his own devices. Jordan looked over the little tv sitting in the corner of the room before looking over at the clock once he realized there was nothing interesting on the tv.
"18 minutes till new years." Jordan whispered to himself.
Suddenly a knock at the door gained Jordan's attention. There he stood, a black suit on, roses and a crown in hand. Jordan smiled. A genuine smile. "What are you doing here?" jordan asked as he slowly propped himself up on his bed while Frank walked towards him a smile on his face too.
"I'm here to spend the last moments of 1989 with the love of my life." Frank said handing the flowers to jordan who couldn't stop beaming.
"You know you didn't have to do all of this." Jordan said the smile on his face fading away. "You know I'm not going to be here any longer. I want you to go and be happy and celebrate with the rest of new york." Jordan finished, blinking back the tears that were threatening to fall.
Frank frowned, "my time with you is limited and I don't wanna be happy somewhere else if you're not around. I wanna be with you. No one else."
Frank placed a kiss on jordan's head before looking over at the time.
14 minutes.
Frank turned back to his lover. "This is for you, cuz you're my prince." Frank placed the crown on jordan's head while jordan giggled.
"You so corny."
"But you love it." Frank grinned making jordan smile a little harder. Frank never told jordan this but he loved it when Jordan smiled.
It was rare to see Jordan smile especially now but when he did smile it's like the room lit up. Frank loves Jordan's smile.
"How's the music coming along?" Jordan asked as he played with Frank's freakishly long fingers.
Frank dreamed of becoming a famous artist and his dreams were slowly coming true. He got noticed by a big record producer and recently got invited to the studio to record a few tracks.
"Its going great. I just got noticed by a really big record producer and I recognize a few tracks, sang for the label and I think...I think they considering signing ya boy." Frank said earning a loud gasp from Jordan.
"Baby that's amazing! Why didn't you tell me sooner?" Jordan said with a pout as he stared up at frank.
Frank smirked, "it was a surprise. Now look at you, you're surprised!"
Jordan playfully rolled his eyes before looking at his feet. "At least one of us is living out our dreams.." Jordan whispered but frank heard it and sighed.
"How you doing?" He asked looking at jordan who was just staring Frank's face, taking in his beauty.
"I'm in pain. Constant pain." Jordan quietly said reaching out to touch Frank's face.
"Isn't the medicine supposed to help with that?" Frank asked earning a shrug from his lover. Frank sighed before looking up at the time.
6 minutes left.
"Get up. " Frank said grabbing Jordan's hand and pulling him up on his feet.
"What are you trying to do?" Jordan asked as he watched frank run over to the stereo and put a disk in it. Suddenly a soft instrumental began to play.
"I wrote this song for you." Frank said grabbing Jordan's hand and pulling him closer. "Its called white ferrari."
Jordan smiled at him before he placed his head on Frank's chest as they began to slowly rock to the song; frank's hands sitting on the small of jordan's back while he slowly danced with the man, holding jordan close as if he was a fragile piece of fine China.
Jordan smiled as frank twirled him around before bringing him back into his arms. "This song is so pretty.." Jordan grinned.
"Like you."
Jordan smiled bashfully at Frank's comment before placing his head back on Frank's chest.
Jordan and Frank used to dance like this all the time before Jordan was diagnosed. It was their form of entertainment, something that would bring genuine joy to the two. But something felt different about this dance. Maybe it was the fact that jordan could barely keep up with frank or maybe it was the fact that they both knew this was their last ever moment together.
Jordan looked over at the time; one minute left. Jordan stood on his tippy toes and captured Frank's lips with his own, catching Frank by surprise but he still kissed back, passionately. Jordan broke the kiss and smiled. "Happy new years, frankie."
Frank quickly looked over at clock before turning back to jordan, letting out a tearful laugh before kissing jordan once again, this time longer. "I love you so much." Frank whispered against Jordan's lips.
"I love you too, frankie. Forever." Jordan whispered, his voice sounding a lot softer.
"Jordan.." Frank whispered as he watched the man fall limp in his arms, his eyes rolling back. Frank's heart rate began to speed up. He quickly place Jordan's body on the hospital bed. "Imma find you some help, baby. " Frank said to jordan who was drifting in and out of consciousness.
Frank quickly ran out into the hospital hall looking for any nurses about. "Please I need help, my boyfriend keeps on drifting in and-d out o-of consciousness-" frank rambled to a black nurse.
"What's his name?"
"Jordan Carter."
The nurse swore under her breath before running towards the room, frank following right behind her. Frank ran into the room and held Jordan's hand while the nurse checked for Jordan's pulse. "What's wrong with him?" Frank asked.
"We need a doctor up here. " the nurse muttered grabbing the phone and dialing up a number.
"What's wrong with him?!" Frank yelled letting go of jordan's hand as he felt salty droplets run down his face.
"Frank.." Jordan whispered gaining Frank's and the nurse 's attention.
"I'm dying..."
"No you're not. I'm gonna save you, we're gonna save y-you. and we're gonna be h-happy." Frank rambled grabbing Jordan's hand and holding it tight.
"You're too late. I love you....please don't give up on your dreams...do What I couldn't. Live. Live for me frank. Please." Jordan croaked out a lone year falling out of his eye as he looked at his lover.
"Live for me, frank."
Jordan's hand fell limp and all signs of life slipped out of his eyes. Frank kissed Jordan's cold hand, before collapsing to the ground, tears streaming down his face, his heart heavy.
His first love, his boyfriend, his soul mate was gone.
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-a bitch cried a lil cuz I was listening to Frankie ocean. Soz.-