Dallas Winston - 𝕀𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕤/ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤

♡︎healing

A/N: Pt. 2 to ♡︎clothes
I was gonna add this to it but decided it was too off-topic:)

I heard him wince from the contact and I shot up and he rolled his eyes.

"I know that noise, you have broken ribs don't you?" I said and jumped out of bed and went back to my computer and pulled up Darry's instructions to broken ribs. I only delt with them once, and the boys took over.

I grabbed an ice pack out of the mini fridge and walked back to him and grabbed the pain relievers from the bedside table, which were already there because my cycle had just ended.

I grabbed water from the table and forced him to swallow the pill.

"Goddammit Dallas, why won't you take the damn pill?" I scolded as I held the ice pack.

"Because I don't need it Love, I'm alright." He sent a reassuring smile my way but I sent a sarcastic one back and shoved the pill in his mouth anyway. He grabbed the water and swallowed it and I snapped my fingers.

"Open." I said. He had a record of not swallowing pills when I give them to him. I grabbed his chin and looked around and when I knew it was good I gently pressed the pack against his abdomen and he seethed at the pain and I pressed down a little harder, letting him take the pack from me.

(A/N: she pressed the pack against his pack- im sorry I'll go now)

I crawled back around him and rested my hand on his stomach and gently rubbed my thumb up and down as I watched him drift off to sleep. As soon as I knew he was genuinely asleep and pulled the ice pack away and put it back in the fridge and climbed back in bed with him.

As instinct, he wrapped his arm around me and I gently snuggled close to him, making sure not to hurt him.

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1 week later

"Ah fuck, this hurts like a bitch, Y/N." He said as we walked down the road and he was holding his abdomen tightly.

"We're almost there, baby." I said and draped and arm around his shoulder to guide him along. I knew something was seriously wrong if he wasn't trying to mask the pain.

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"He's in serious pain." I whispered to Darry, biting my nails and looking at Dally slouch on the couch, wincing in pain.

"He's not even trying to mask it anymore."

"Do we call an ambulance? That'll cost a fortune." He whispered back and I shook my head.

"I've got decent enough insurance to deal with the hospital but not an ambulance, we should got to convince him to get into the truck." He was now breathing unsteadily. He was in pain, and it hurt me.

"You sure?" Darry snapped me out of my gaze.

"Yeah, positive." I whispered back and walked over to him.

"Dal." I said as I sat next to him.

"Hey baby," He said with a weak smile.

"We're taking you to the hospital." I said and I knew he was gonna protest.

"No, they got the hard drugs there and- and it costs money, and- they're gonna do bullshit procedures-" He began listing off.

"Listen to me, we see you're in pain, and we know it's bad, and we need to get to the hospital before it gets worse. Trust me, I've already got this planned out." I said and he hung his head back and then finally looked at me.

"Fine." He said. I smiled and got up, helping him get up. Darry held him up as we got into the truck and explained to the rest of the gang that was in the house what the plan was and they all understood and we were off. We got there and the nurses immediately knew he was priority and rushed him in. I chased after them, knowing Darry was ready for a long, sleepless night.

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"I mean, if you guys didn't get here sooner it might have punctured his lung." The doctor said as I held Dally's hand.

"Thank you, doctor." Darry said and the doctor left the room and I looked at a pale Dally. He was trying his best to be strong for me but I knew that he couldn't manage. I pushed his hair off his sweat covered forehead and kissed it and I felt him smile.

"Thank you Doll." He whispered.

"For what, honey?" I whispered back, my thumb rubbing circles on the back of his hand.

"Bringing me here, I might've died." He said and squeezed my hand.

"God, I don't know what I'd do if I lost you." I said and he looked at Darry who was already sleeping in his chair.

"You'd keep on my legacy." He said. His voice was so weak you would think he was actually dying but he was just hopped up on various pain medications.

I got up and kissed him so incredibly gently and sat back down and he looked at me with grateful eyes and I knew he was all I've ever wanted.

"Go to sleep, honey, I love you." I whispered.

"Mmm, I love you too sweets." He responded and closed his eyes and the steady breathing of his sleep began, thanks to the help of an oxygen machine.