Title: I Love You
Author: St. Danger
Posted On: July 7th, 2009
Summary: "How dense are you?" Training, declarations of love, attempted suicides, hospital stays, aftermath of a drunken alley fight, jealousy at a pub, awkward discoveries, and a day in the life. Ah, it must be K-Unit slash! Oneshot.
Genres: Romance/Angst/Humour.
Rated: T
Disclaimer: I don't own Alex Rider or any of the K-Unit.
Warnings/Rated For: Language, angst, slash, the usual.
Notes: I'm American, so apologies for any non-British termage. If you read my "He'll Be Fine" fic you can totally see the sparks between these two there, XD I'm pretty sure this is the first fic that mainly features the pairing of them, so yay! I chose these two because so little is canon with them. Originally was a oneshot, but I seperated it into the seperate scenes and added some extra stuff, along with editing it a bit. So, enjoy!

Six Weeks Prior

Seth Hagen looked at the icy river below. The drugs in his system were finally wearing off, his feverous state only made worse by the crash he was in from lack of proper medicine.

A medic in the SAS, was sick, more specifically, him. Not common-cold sick, but it's-time-to-go-to-a-hospital kind of sick. He had been walking to get some more medicine, but he had passed out and had woken up a few hours later to find it was the middle of the night.

Neal was going to throw a fit, but since Seth was contemplating 'accidentally' slipping off a bridge, he wasn't exactly about to care.

He was a smoker, and he disliked it intensely. He nearly quit once on his own, but his older brother had been killed in Iraq during his SAS training. That had driven him to start smoking again, his only way to cope. But the medicine he took had some nasty side effects, the most prominent being he tried to off himself.

It had been a while since he stopped taking the anti-smoking drug, but unfortunately for him, the side effects were taking a lot longer to wear off than he had anticipated, and this illness was certainly not helping his state of mind.

"God damn it, Seth, what the hell are you doing?!" a man yelped, and two strong arms wrapped around him and pulled him to the ground.

"Neal?" the olive-colored eyed man mumbled. The cold rain had made him numb.

"Fucking hell, are you trying to kill me again?" Neal whispered, holding onto Seth for dear life, his arms wrapped around the younger man tightly.

"I'm sorry, I love you, I love you so much. I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Seth grasped the collar of Neal's dark jacket with one hand and slid his arm around Neal's neck with the other, hiding his face in his shoulder.

"I thought you were past this." his hazel-eyed savior choked out, tears threatening to spill.

Seth shook his head, coughing violently, "I guess not."

There was a moment where all they could hear was the crashing thunder and the pounding rain. Both of them were crying, and neither would let go of the another. Neal just looked at Seth's beautiful face, trembling with the fear of losing the love of his life.

With an angel face, and a taste for suicidal.

Damn his cousin and his Green Day music, getting stupid lyrics that were so fucking ironic stuck in his head.

Logic finally kicked in, and Neal swept Seth into his arms, one arm supporting his spine and the other under the backs of his knees. Wordlessly, they managed to make it into the car. Seth couldn't stop coughing, and he was shaking like mad, especially once Neal let go of him and put him in the passenger side of the car.

"I'm taking you to a hospital." Neal said as he got in the driver's seat.

Seth couldn't stop coughing long enough to reply.

Two Days Later

Neal worriedly waited at Seth's bedside. He never left willingly, only when it was required. He barely ate, and only slept if he was sure Seth was alright.

Seth had been unconscious for over a full day, the exhaustion of his sickness hitting him hard. When he awoke, finally, the first sight that greeted him was Neal worriedly clasping his hand.

"Neal." he murmured groggily, and said man was instantly on his feet, loosely hugging him.

"God, Seth, don't you ever do that again." he was shaking.

"I'll try." the medic coughed.

"I love you." Neal whispered, tears coursing down his face and falling down onto Seth, whose heart nearly broke at the distress he was in. The distress he had caused.

"I love you too." Seth muttered, firmly holding their hands together.

Neither one ever wanted to go through that again.