Imagine: You're ill and Dean sings your favourite song.
You coughed and wheezed from yours and Dean's shared room.
"Dean..." You wheezed barely louder than a whisper. "Deeeeaaannn..."
Nothing was coming out. You grabbed your phone from beside the bed and called Dean.
*phone call*
"Uh, (Y/N)... you do know I'm in the next room, right?" He laughed.
"Dean I'm ill." You coughed.
"Oh my god, hang on."
*end of call*
Seconds later Dean was in the room and sitting on th bed next to you.
"Baby, you okay?"
"Nuh-uh." You shook your head and blew into a tissue. He looked at you sympathetically. "Will you sing to me?" You wheezed.
"Of course!" He smiled and lay next to you.
"All my days are spent
All my cards are dealt
Oh the desolation grows
Every inch revealed
As my heart is pierced
Oh my soul is now exposed
In the oceans deep
In the canyons steep
Walls of granite here I stand
All my desperate calls
Echo off the walls
Back and forth
Then back again
To believe I walk alone
Is a lie that I've been told
So let your heart hold fast
For this soon shall pass
Like the high tide takes the sand
At the bitter end
Salt and liquid blend
From the corner of my eye
Every mile wrecked
Every broken step
Always searching
Always blind
Never fear, no
Never fear
So let your heart hold fast
For this soon shall pass
There's another hill ahead."
He stroked your head before planting a kiss on your cheek.
"Sleep well, my angel."
"Thank you for singing to me. I love you." I wheezed and began to drift off.
"I love you more, princess."
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Heyyy!
I want to apologise for how long the last one was, and thank you to @Amerald for such a great idea!
And I know this one is crap, but I wanted to do it because I think this song is so motivational.
It's 'Let your heart hold fast' by 'Fort Atlantic', if anyone was wondering!
Love you guys, and thank you so much for over 8K reads! How is this happening!?
~ Moose
