Usuk fanfic

The slow whirr of life being extended and the rustled of nurses going about their business broke Alfred from his thoughts. He had come as soon as he heard of Arthurs condition when he finally arrived the scene before him reduced his mind to a torrent of fear and panic.

Arthur's hands were cold; his face to, these facts didn't help Alfred who ran his gaze repeatedly over his pale and fragile form. After five days with no improvement the Americans hope began to fracture. Every night since the event Alfred had slept and cried by the side of the man that had his heart. He should never have left Arthurs side that day, yet all he had wanted was to get away for a while.

Someone tapped him shoulder, but he had no response left; "I know this must be hard but if he doesn't show any sign of improvement by tomorrow, we are going to have to let him go"

The reply came as a broken sob "you don't know"

"Goodnight, Iggy"

12 months earlier...