After much nagging Terezi eventually convinced you to go to the hospital anyway, saying she wanted to 'make sure you were okay.'
You sat with her quietly for many hours in the waiting room, listening to the countless others there crying and pleading with the nurse behind the desk. Every few minutes you'd glance over at each other, your eyes meeting for the first times. You'd never seen her without her glasses on before, and the fact that she also had red irises made you wonder. Could this be fate?
Wow, that was stupid. Who believes in that shit anyway?
You're finally called in around dinner time, the smiling nurse taking your paperwork happily.
"Right this way. Please wait in here one moment." She says, motioning you both into an examination room. She closes the door once she's left, and you're left alone with Terezi.
You look over at her, your eyes meeting, then quickly look away. Your cheeks become warm and you bite your lip in aggravation.
"Dave..." Terezi says. You look up again. She's standing a few feet from you, her eyes soft with concern. "Are you okay? You're not in pain still, are you?"
"No, I'm cool. Thanks though." You say, your voice wavering nervously. She takes another step forward, her eyes looking anywhere but you.
"I was so worried... I didn't want to think that my-" she pauses, a blush spreading on her cheeks. "-that you were sick. Or hurt. Or..."
You wrap your arms around her and pull her into a hug. She makes a little surprised squeak but then returns it, her hands gripping your back.
"I'm sorry I worried you, TZ." You whisper into her ear. "I'll tell you stuff like this next time..."
She pulls away, nodding. Her eyes are still sad but her blush says something completely different. Could it be...?
She's looking away again. God, you really want her to look at you. You gently turn her head to look at you, your hand gentle on her soft cheek. She, stares into your eyes. You stare back.
You both lean in slowly, your lips meeting.
It's a small kiss. It only lasts a few seconds before you both pull away, forehead to forehead, smiling.
"Ahem."
Terezi and I split apart just like that, retreating like the fucking Italian army. The nurse, her lips pouted in disapproval, stands in the door way with her clipboard. She shakes her head as she comes in, than goes through the standard procedures.
"How long have you been hemophilic?" She asks as she examines your knee.
"My whole life, I'm pretty sure." You say, wincing at her cold hands.
"And has anything this bad happened before?"
"No. This is the first time."
"Well, you need to be more careful. There's not much we can do for you at this branch, so if you get a bad injury and need medicine we can't help much..." She frowns, stepping back. "We can prescribe medicine for your cough, but that's all unfortunately." She turns away, scribbling some things down in her notes. She rips off a notice and hands it to you. "Go to your local pharmacy and get this. Take it once a day for a week. If you don't have any improvement the go see your doctor and he'll help."
"Okay..." You say, slipping the note into your pocket.
For a few minutes the nurse just scribbles things down, pouting. You and Terezi glance at each other, but quickly look away.
"So, your name is Dave Strider?" The nurse asks. You nod. "Funny, we had a man in here just last week by that last name. Dirk, or something like that. Was he your brother?"
Your eyes widen. "Uh, yeah."
Her eyes soften sadly. "Oh, I'm so sorry. It must have been horrible news for you to hear."
"W-what?" You say. "What news? What do you mean?"
"Didn't they tell you?" She says. "He came in around midnight with serious injuries. He died a few hours later. I'm surprised..." She pouts. "no one told you..."
You hands are in fists at your sides. But you can't bring yourself to cry. Or to feel. You had already prepared yourself for this. You practically knew it happened.
"I can take you to see him. I think he's still in the morgue..."
"No." You mutter, getting up from the table. "No, it's fine. I'm just going to go home and mourn, okay?" You say to the nurse. She nods, understanding.
"Okay. Stay well. And don't forget to get that medicine!" She calls as Terezi and you leave.
"Dave..." She whispers, touching your arm comfortingly. You meet her eyes and she nods.
"It's okay, TZ. I knew he was dead, I just didn't think I'd ever get confirmation, that's all."
"Yeah. I know what you mean."

"Does this mean you can't go home?" She asks. You watch your feet as you walk.
"I don't know. We have money at the house..." You sigh.
"Would you, maybe, like to stay with me?"
You meet her eyes as you come to a stop. It's dark outside, a cool wind blowing by, one of the last before spring. You lean down and kiss her once more.
"I would love to." You say, and she giggles happily.
You walk arm in arm to her house, talking all the way, but you can't help but wonder.
Who killed Bro.
And where you can find them.