- A/N: There will be one more chapter after this one, and it is a short conclusion chapter. Thank you all so much for the support! Dont forget we have commissions now 3 PM us and we will definently work with you. Thanks AGAIN and enjoy~ (TC) -

Waking up for the first time felt like being resurrected, like he was given a second chance to live or something cheesy like in his movies. Oh FUCK did he want to watch a movie soon! Maybe Dave could watch one with him, or something. He would absolutely love for that to be the first thing he does when he leaves this place.

Really, he just wanted to see Dave. He wanted to touch the boy's soft, blond hair and kiss him so deep he'd have to turn his head back around just to see straight! Oh DAMN was he excited, he needed Dave to get here sooner.

After a solid four hours in an uncomfortable seat the impatient Strider stepped off the plane and claimed his baggage. He hurried to the hospital without stopping for so much as a bathroom break.

Dave stood outside the familiar hospital door and knocked quickly before opening the door. "...John?"

John's ears pricked up and before he knew it he was on his feet, staring at the voice coming from behind the door.

"...Who's there?" John asked voice deep and unnaturally low from behind the door.

"I uh...its Dave...i'm looking for John...John Egbert." He said, pulling his hand away from the door.

"Oh I'm terribly sorry...did you not hear the news? John Egbert passed away this morning." John muffled through the door, messing with a few things on his desk for background noise. "Were you two close or something, mister?"

Dave hesitated, balling his hands up into fists. His heart which had been slowly piecing itself together just fell apart again for the third time. "Y-yeah...We...he...he was the love of my life." He whispered, turning to walk away from the door.

John's dorky smile fell into the pit of his stomach faster than a penny falling from the top of a tall building. He'd never opened a door so quickly in his life; curse his amazing pranking skills! "Dave wait-!"

Dave turned around quickly and beamed, "John?" He huffed, "John you're an ass." He said walking over to him. Arms wrapped around the boy and Dave laughed, "I fucking love you..."

John smiled in return and hugged Dave as best he could, which wasnt too hard since he was still a bit weak from three months of bedrest. "Oh Dave you didnt change a bit." He grinned, looking up at the boy, only a little taller than him just as he left him. John knew it hadn't really been THAT long...but it felt like an eternity in his eyes.

"You're the love of my life, Dave Strider." He giggled, nuzzling Dave's chest, arms finding their niche around Dave's waist before looking back into his stupid hospital room. "They said that I can leave when someone came to get me..." He smiled up at the boy. "I gotta check out, and I gotta leave in a wheelchair because hospitals are dumb...but I'll make it onto a bus." He smiled.

"Wanna wheel me home?"

Dave nodded happily, glad to leave the hospital if John was. He was beginning to get sick of its white walls and floors and the smell of medicine. He helped Egbert check out and it seemed like it was no time at all when they got back to John's house. "How do you feel?" Dave asked him continuously along the way.

John rolled his eyes "Oh Dave I'm just AWFUL, I'm in soooo much paaaain." He complained, moaning in response before chuckling. "I'm fine babe, dont worry about me." He winked, looking up from his wheelchair. He loved the feel of pet names off his tongue referring to Dave, it felt right...it felt natural and sweet. "I dont even gotta stay in this chair, I can get out as soon as we're home silly."

The two boys made their way inside. "Really." He emphasized for Dave's sake.

Dave managed to get the chair through John's door and sighed. "There...you're totally good to stand now if you can...I mean don't if you can't sweetie." He said, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Don't overexert yourself..."

John stood up with very little effort, putting a hand on his hip before smirking at the blond. "I'm completely fine, /honey/." He grinned, taking the hand on his shoulder and placing it on his waist. "I kinda wanna cuddle..." John looked up, pouting. "Wanna go to my room?"

Strider grinned and nodded before pulling the boy closer. "Oh you want to /cuddle/…an hour out of a coma and straight into that, hm?" He teased.

"What can I say? You're irresistible~" He cooed, walking carefully with Dave into his bedroom, leaning slightly on Dave as they went up to his bedroom. Ironic, John thinks, that the last time he was in this room was the night Dave and him shared such an intimate night that it threw him into an anxiety attack...

"We need cuddle time." He insisted, suddenly a bit less enthusiastically than before. He needed to talk about what happened... Gosh, Dave must think he's insane, or stupid or crazy...or something. He probably think's it's all his fault, too. "I gotta talk to you."

"I was mostly kidding anyway." Dave smiled, helping his lover into bed. He hesitated before grabbing his laptop. "I uh...got a new movie for you to watch when you woke up...I mean its not NEW but...it has Nic Cage in it." He sighed, popping in National Treasure before going to lay in the bed with John and the laptop.

John's eyes widened. "How did you know I wanted to watch a movie?!" He asked, excitement returning to his voice as he got comfortable. "Is this- I- Dave this is so sweet!" He grinned, opening his arms up for Dave to join him. "B-But Dave we really need to talk for a sec first..." He looked down. "I have a few things I need to apologize for..."

Dave paused the movie and looked at John, "Yeah...anything you want to talk about but I refuse to take any apologies." He said, shaking his head.

"N-No Dave, I have to and you gotta hear me out!" He insisted, turning to face his lover and taking his hands. "I'm sorry...for everything I said. I was so scared and nervous..." He looked down at their hands. "I had a lot of time to think...and I, um, I just want you to know..." John squeezed the boys hands. "I am so, deeply in love with you, Dave Strider." He looked up at Dave, letting go of the hands he was suffocating and reached up to take off the boy's glasses slowly, revealing his eyes.

"...There are the beautiful red orbs I've dreamed about for 3 months..." He smiled, setting the boys glasses beside them on the laptop before moving back to cup Dave's cheeks. "I'm sorry for flipping out on you...and...I'm so sorry about your brother..." He frowned, smiling sadly into his favorite pair of eyes. "I'm here for you now, though...because you believed in me, and he believed in you."

Dave smiled weakly, "John..." He whispered, grabbing at one of the boy's hands. "John...I have something to admit to you..." He said and inhaled deeply. Shit, how would he even tell him...he had to.

"I...right before we got the call that you were awake...I was going to kill myself. I'd made a noose and everything." he whispered.

John's faint smile instantly became the opposite, a nervous, scared frown. "Oh Dave...Dave no, I, no... Didnt they call you this morning?" Blue eyes stared, scared, into Red with worry as John's hands fell to cup Dave's cheeks a bit more affectionately.

"Yeah...but uh...i'd planned on it already...a week or two to prepare myself and then...well...I'm just glad Jake came in when he did." He nodded, closing his eyes. "I'm sorry John...I was just so alone again."

"Dont apologize oh Gosh...I'm so glad Jake stopped you- I-" John shook his head, face frozen with fear and sadness. "I'm so glad I came out of it when I did- I..." He sighed, biting his lip. "When I found out I probably would have just joined you..." John whispered, almost silently to a point where he hoped Dave wouldnt hear.

Dave's heart skipped a beat. He swallowed hard and pulled the boy closer to him. "John no...what about you dad?" He asked.

"What about you?" John whispered. "Jake would have been upset, and Rose and Jade and I-I mean I would have probably missed you too you know." He tried to joked, panting out a tried chuckle. "Whatever I'm just, I'm glad were together again."

"Me too." Dave smiled, kissing John's cheek. "So uh...how about we watch this Nic Cage asshole and see where it leads?" He asked, pressing a kiss to John's lips once more.

John smiled and kissed back softly, clinging a bit to the boy's signature red and white baseball t-shirt as he did so before pulling away and nuzzling into his lover tiredly. For a guy who just got out of a coma, he was sure tired all the sudden.

Dave laughed lightly and set the lap top aside before taking on a rightful sleeping position with John. "Sleep first...we have all the time in the world to watch shitty movies." He said, kissing John's forehead. "All the fucking time we've got left on Earth..." He whispered as they settled in.