1/3 of the prompts today. enjoy!
386: You’re safe now. I’ve got you. (edit: forgot to add the second part of the prompt: can you do one where there’s a car accident but it’s not serious by one of them is still scared?)
He gets the call in the middle of the night.
Anthony’s heart feels like it’s beating a hundred miles a minute as he races to the hospital. No other thoughts in his mind other than “get there.”
Usually on nights when Jasmine was out he’d wait for her to come home, wait until she was safe inside his apartment, and safe inside his arms before he could even think about falling asleep. But tonight he had been so tired that he had no chance of staying up.
It wasn’t until he got the call that Jasmine was at the ER that he had fully woken up.
Breathing hard, Anthony pushed into the emergency room, sweat beading across his forehead.
“May I help you sir?” The nurse at the desk asked, calm and trained even in the ER.
“I’m looking for someone, Jasmine Cephas Jones…27 years old…” He didn’t bother with pleasantries as he watched the woman type in her name.
Anthony had his hands up on the desk, nervously looking back at the other beds to see if he could find Jas himself. But that’s when he hears a familiar voice.
“No, no I want that guy sued! We could’ve been killed!” It’s Renée, hysterical and yelling at a policeman.
Anthony leaves the desk, the nurse taking way too long, and rushes up to her. “Renée! What happened!? Is everyone okay?”
It takes Renée a second to register that it’s Anthony but when she does, her eyes soften and her demeanor shifts.
“Some drunk hit us on our way back from the party. They have Jasmine in that exam room over there.” Renée motions to exam room #3 and wordlessly Anthony nods and runs over to the room.
He takes a deep breath, scared to see what’s on the other side of the door, but pushes through anyways.
The breath he was holding in suddenly releases in the form of a sigh when he sees her.
She’s sitting on the exam bed in a hospital gown, feet dangling and kicking as she waits for a doctor to come in. She smiles the second he steps into the room.
Anthony makes his way to her, quick but not rushed, and he takes her into his arms. When he squeezes her a little too tightly, she groans.
“Oh sorry, I-I was just so worried about you. Are you okay? Are you hurt? Has someone come in to see you yet?” All the questions flow out of him as he examines her for himself.
He tilts her chin up to check her face then slightly pulls away to see the rest of her. Other than the gnarly bruise forming on her left arm, she looked perfect.
“I’m fine baby, hit the door of the car pretty hard though. But I’m okay. Renée’s probably making it sound way worse than it really is.” She chuckles, eyeing the door that Renée is right outside of.
“Pippa did have to get stitches though but that was minor too. Other than that, I think we’ll all live.” Jasmine jokes, finally getting Anthony to ease up.
“Oh good I’m glad you’ll survive.” He presses a kiss to her forehead and hugs her again just as the doctor walks in.
They’re told that other than icing her arm, Jasmine had nothing serious to worry about and that she was free to go.
In the lobby, they meet up again with Renée and Pippa and decided that any action against the drunk driver could be dealt with in the morning, everyone too tired from the night.
Anthony and Jasmine wait for their Uber driver to pull up to them and once the car is in front of them Anthony opens the door for Jasmine. He watches as she hesitates, wrapping her arms around herself and worrying her bottom lip between her teeth.
“You’re safe now. I’ve got you.” He reassures, seeing her eyes lighten up at his words. He helps her inside the car, the two of them sitting so close together that it’s like their bodies become one; only pulling apart once they’re back to the apartment.
That night they stay on the couch, restless and unable to sleep. But once Jasmine does fall asleep, Anthony can’t help but watch her. His heart suddenly racing when he realizes that the accident could’ve been worse, that she might’ve not been in his arms tonight. But he doesn’t dwell on that.
Instead Anthony gives her one last tight squeeze, gently kissing the top of her head with his lips lingering before he falls asleep next to her.