Combeferre grabbed the shower head. He sprayed Enjolras with the water. Enjolras ran away from Combeferre. He grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist.
"Now you can't spray me with my only dry towel." He said.
Combeferre grabbed another towel and wrapped it around his waist. "You can use mine." He replied.
He sprayed Enjolras with freezing water. Enjolras yelped and ran out of the bathrooms of the gym.
"That's cold, Vegas!" He exclaimed.
Combeferre laughed. "Oh would you quit being a sissy?" He said.
He placed the shower head back in place before following his boyfriend out of the bathroom. They were the only ones left at the gym. It was midnight, an hour past closing time. They were allowed to stay longer because Enjolras was a professional boxer. Enjolras hid behind the practice ring.
"I'm not a sissy." He said. "I'm not a Prouvaire either!"
Combeferre laughed. He used Enjolras' voice to locate him. "Oh, really?" He said.
"Yeah, really!" He replied.
Enjolras could see Combeferre's fall shadow get closer. He softened his breathing. Then there was a grunt. The shadow wavered back and forth before stumbling backwards. Combeferre fell to the ground, his hand on his chest. Enjolras got up and sprinted over to him.
"Vegas!" He exclaimed, pulling him into his embrace. "Baby, look at me, just look at me."
Combeferre stared at Enjolras through his glasses. His green eyes looked panicked. He started clutching his chest, trying to breathe normally.
"J-Julien..." He breathed.
Enjolras shook his head. "No, Vegas, just look at me. Breathe in and out." He said, praying that things were okay.
Combeferre took in another deep breath and let it out shakily. He continued the pattern until he calmed down completely. Sweat was dripped off his bare chest.
"Julien..." He said.
Enjolras picked Combeferre up in his arms and carried him back into the bathroom. He sat down on the bench and stroked his brown hair gently.
"This one wasn't so bad, huh?" He said.
Combeferre shook his head. He rested his head on Enjolras' shoulder. "I'm sorry this happened again. I'll have to have Andre take another look tomorrow at my appointment." He said.
Enjolras nodded. He smiled and looked to the tattoo on his boyfriend's chest. "If only your heart was as healthy as that one." He said.
"One can wish, huh?" Combeferre replied. He sighed heavily before slowly standing up. He grabbed his clothes and tossed Enjolras' to him. "Let's go. I've got to get up early for that appointment." He said.
Enjolras nodded. They both got dressed and went home. Enjolras held Combeferre close when they got into bed. "Next time, try to have another episode when we're at home and you have your medicine with you." He whispered.
Combeferre sighed. "I'll try." He replied.
They exchanged good nights and a few small kisses before going to sleep. The next morning, Combeferre went to the hospital. He walked inside and headed over to Joly's office. Joly was writing down some information. He looked up when Combeferre knocked on the open door.
"Oh, hey Vegas." He said. "Are you ready?"
"Yep." Combeferre replied.
Joly stood up. He led Combeferre into a room with some machines and a bed. Combeferre took off his shirt and laid down on the bed. Joly placed the stethoscope over his heart and listened. He pulled away and looked to Combeferre.
"Your heart sounds worse than last time. Did you have an episode recently?" He asked.
Combeferre nodded. "Last night. I was with Julien at the gym. We were chasing each other around and then it happened." He explained.
Joly nodded. "Well, I'll do a quick test to see if you need any surgery. It'll come at some point. You may need a new heart." He said.
The machine in the room scanned over Combeferre's body. Joly was in another room looking at the pictures it brought up. When he returned, he quickly turned off the machine. He ran over to Combeferre and placed his hand over the heart tattoo.
"Oh, dear God." He said. He pulled out his cell phone and dialed a number. Then he ran over to the intercom. "We have a code white in room G-56. Hurry!" He said. Then he walked back over to Combeferre, doing some more tests on his chest. The person on the phone answered. "Yes, Julien? It's Andre. Vegas is going into emergency surgery. Get him some extra clothes and some for yourself if you're planning to stay with him." He said.
Combeferre's eyes widened. "EMERGENCY SURGERY?" He yelled.
"Okay, I'll meet you when I get out. Okay. Bye." He put the phone back in his pocket just as the door opened.
A few nurses flooded the room with a stretcher behind them. Joly along with two others moved Combeferre to the stretcher. Some nurses pricked him with IV tubes and medicines.
"Andre...what's happening?" He breathed, suddenly feeling dizzy.
Joly wasn't paying attention. They were now in a room that was closed off. The light shone brightly in Combeferre's face. A nurse removed his glasses before his whole world went black.