Imagines/Preferences for the lovely, John Murphy!! He is very underrated on Wattpad and I thought I'd create another book of imagines for him!
Lots of these are from tumblr. Author is credited at the end of the imagine.
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Murphy was sick and he knew it. But the plus side he was getting better. He was just kept in quarantine to prevent further infections. He was use to the other being set next to him and some not making it out.
Today was no different. He sat with his eyes closed till someone burst in holding a body. He sat up as he recognized the figure.
"(Y/n)?" He whispered. Bellamy laid her on the cot beside him and he noticed the blood under her eyes. He couldn't speak as they fixed her.He reached for her hand but Bellamy ripped it from him.
"We don't need you getting sick again." Bellamy grumbled.
"You rip my girlfriends hand away from me and you'll lose yours." Murphy snarled as he looked at you as you coughed wildly.
"Make it stop Murphy." You cried out in pain. Murphy sniffed as you passed out. He refused to leave or take his eyes off of you.
"Stay with me babe." He begged as your eyes fluttered open.
