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[SDV] Bachelors x Sick In The Hospital

Summary: The anon does a pretty good job of explaining what's going on here!

Warning(s): Slight angst on Shane's part? Nothing too serious tbh (the reader/farmer comes out completely fine in the end!), General Fluffiness.

Side Note(s): Sorry that this took so long to come out, anon! I hope you're feeling better and that you've healed up well!

Elliot

He received the call that you were in the hospital on the phone, one day when you hadn't returned home at your usual expected time from the Mines.

At first, he assumed the worst when Harvey told him the news, not even thinking to hear the poor man out before he was already grabbing his coat and rushing out of the home and to the hospital in town! Every single worrisome thought running through his head seemingly at lightning speed, while he simultaneously prayed to whatever deity was listening at the moment that you were okay.

And upon arriving at the hospital...Harvey was already present at the front desk to guide Elliot to where you were—the sigh of relief he let out at your form sitting up was enough to almost have him fall back into a seat next to the bed.

"They sustained an injury in the Mines," Harvey explained to Elliot. "They'll be fine, they'll just need to stay in the hospital for a few days so I can monitor them!"

Although Harvey's reassuring tone relaxed your husband, beads of sweat were dripping down his face from how hard he had rushed to your location...the second that Harvey had stepped out?

You smiled cheekily at the lecture you already knew was coming.

"I told you to be more careful, my love! What if something even worse had happened!?"

"Yoba...every time you go to the Mines, it seems that you can't resist paying a visit to the hospital as well."

"No more going to the Mines for a while, and I mean it this time!"

Had Elliot not looked so serious while he was talking...you would've cracked a giggle here and there. But you kept your urge to laugh to yourself, watching your dear husband take a few minutes of silence to gather himself before he slowly sank down to his knees next to you.

Only then did he finally utter— "I'm glad that you're okay," He said. "I'll be right here, forever if need be. To ensure that you heal as fast as possible." And he did just that, aside from leaving here and there to grab some things from home to entertain you, he was always there.

And although being in the hospital was never a fun experience... the times when you woke up to see Elliot either sleeping by your side or sitting on the edge of the bed, softly reading a book out loud for you, even when you were passed out? It warmed your heart, but...you pitied that he wasn't able to get his beauty sleep at home.

"Aren't you uncomfortable?" You had groggily uttered out one night, snapping Elliot from his late-night reading trance to look your way before he smiled.

"A little," He downplayed. "But...not enough to make me leave you, ever."

You scoffed, slowly shaking your head side to side. "It won't hurt my feelings if you do decide to go back home for a little while, Elliot." Your husband gently rolled his eyes before he slowly laid down next to you, pressing a kiss to your cheek.

He smiled at the red hue that bloomed in the wake of his affection, causing him to press one, two, three more kisses on your cheek until you were lightly pushing him away, giggling. "I'll be here until you're allowed to leave. No amount of discomfort will be enough to sway me into the mindset of leaving you, no matter how minor or serious your injury may be."

And he stuck to his words, all the way up until you were allowed to leave the hospital a few days later.

Sebastian

He was the one returning from the Mines when he suddenly received a text from you that you were in the hospital.

Sebastian dropped everything that he had on him at that moment and hauled ass to the hospital, doing his best to soothe and assure himself that nothing was wrong with you, seeing as...you were texting him.

But the tiniest voice in the back of his mind worried that it may have been Doctor Harvey texting in your stead due to you being in a coma or maybe even something worse. And that voice grew louder and louder the closer he got to the hospital, no amount of self-soothing or trying to speak to himself positively being enough to calm him down until he was guided to where you were by Harvey.

And the sight of you with a broken leg...he nearly fell to his knees in both shock and relief.

"She apparently fell down the steps trying to feed the animals late," Harvey explained with a sigh that reminded you of a disappointed father. "Thank Yoba that Linus was around the area."

Sebastian remembered the man; he lived on the cliff right above where his parents' house was. He'd have to remember to give him a gift when he saw him.

But for now? After thanking the doctor and immediately leaned down to gently wrap you in a hug. Sebastian let out a huff at your state. "You should have been more careful." He said.

"I was!" You responded. "It was dark."

All the more reason to stay inside. He wanted to say, but he held himself back.

He was just happy that you were okay.

"Harvey said that since the fall was pretty bad, I'll have to stay in the hospital for a little while." You said.

"You can go back home," You added on.

"I'll be fine—" Sebastian shut your words down with a swift kiss on your cheek.

The house wasn't the same without you, it was quiet and...while it was more homey and definitely more well-decorated than. It reminded him of his basement when you were gone from it. So long as you were by his side, he'd sleep easily. "Don't tell me to leave," Sebastian grumbled. "I'll sleep here."

You giggled. "Someone had to feed the animals and water the plants in the morning, Seb. Plus, I'm used to the hospital! I've gotten into stickier situations in the Mines before!"

Sebastian rolled his eyes as the weak attempt at you trying to get him to leave, bringing up a chair next to your bed as you continued to talk to him. "Then I'll do all of that in the morning and then come straight back." He sighed, angling his chair to where he'd be able to still face you even if he were to accidentally fall asleep.

Every repeated attempt of yours to get him to leave and sleep at home was met with Sebastian either saying "No" or "I'll do it in the morning" when you mentioned something regarding the farm.

It continued, on and on and on, until you talked yourself into falling asleep to where...Sebastian looked over to the side and scoffed at your sleeping face, and kissed your forehead.

He was confident in your ability to bounce back from any and all injuries; hell, you were wayyyyy better than him when it came to handling a weapon, but at the end of the day? He was your husband, and he worried.

And until you were given the all-clear from Harvey?

He'd stay by your side until that moment came, either sleeping with his hand tightly holding yours or staying up until the crack of dawn, making sure that you continued to stay okay throughout the night.

Sam

You were admitted due to a bad case of food poisoning. Sam was the one who had to bring you to the hospital himself.

Even though he knew what the cause was and that it was probably nothing serious, nothing more than you eating some spoiled produce that you thought was fine— even though he told you that it looked like it wasn't

He was nonetheless panicking on the inside as he carried you bridal style all the way to the hospital and told Doctor Harvey that he thought that you had food poisoning.

Spoiler, you did

And although you'd have to stay in the hospital for a few weeks due to just how extreme it was—Sam was more than happy to stay by your side. Whether it was helping you vomit into a trash can next to you, take your medicine, or even slowly rub your stomach to help soothe it.

Even when it was nighttime, he didn't dare leave your side and instead made room for himself on the bed and slept soundly right next to you!

"...You sure about sleeping next to me?" Sam felt his heart break a little due to how raspy your voice sounded from all the vomiting. "I don't want to get you sick, too."

"I don't think vomiting is something contagious, babe," Sam responded to you before proceeding to have to help you hurl into the trash can seconds later. "I'm staying right here; nothing will keep me from leaving you. Vomit and all."

And he held true to his promise because, when you had finally managed to go to sleep later that night, and Sam decided to sit next to you rather than take up space in the bed...all he could do was focus on you as he gently patted your head.

Even if you were sweaty from vomiting and smelled of it, too.

He still thought that he was the luckiest man in the world for being able to be your husband, as well as help you through these moments.

Alex

Funnily enough, you were taken to the hospital after playfighting with him too hard 😭.

Alex knows his own strength and definitely holds back when he's playfighting with you on the random days that you want to test his strength against you since—you cut down trees all the time, surely you'll be able to beat him while playfully wrestling with one another, right?

One particularly hard slam against the floor later, resulting in a bruise larger than a dinner plate on your back, and you were carried like a princess all the way to the hospital for Harvey to examine you

"I'm sorry!"

"I should've never been that rough with you, baby. I really am sorry!"

"Please don't let it be anything serious...I'll never forgive myself, I'll even stop working out just to prove how sorry I am!"

You rolled your eyes as you laid down on your stomach, your shirt flipped up so that Harvey would be able to properly examine the damage. You had gone through much, much worse in the Mines or when you were doing something else for the Adventurer's Guild. A little bruise wasn't anything to you at this point—

Until Harvey said that there was a little damage to the back of your ribs—

You had never seen a man fall out so quickly before, leaving Harvey to leave the room while you had to comfort your husband as best as you could.

"It's fine, baby, I've gone through worse! I barely feel anything." You said to him as you finally managed to get him to a point to sit down on the bed. Although he was no longer vomiting out apologies, that didn't mean that his guilt was lessened as he continued to stare at the bruise on your back. "But I caused that, I didn't—"

You interrupted him with a click of your tongue. "I told you I'm fine!" You laughed. "Accidents happen, and this one won't be the last." He was intent on making this one the last one if he could help it. But, after Harvey eventually came back and told you that you'd have to stay overnight at the hospital. Alex didn't leave for a second, only doing so much as turning his back when you said that you needed something from another side of the room, like a tissue.

When you wanted water, he was there to slowly pour it into your mouth?

Food? He gladly fed it to you.

And when the time came for you to sleep, and you requested to sleep on him instead of the uncomfortable hospital bed? Although he was hesitant to put his hands anywhere close to you...he obliged your wishes nonetheless, slowly helping you get up before helping you settle onto him once he had made himself comfortable on the bed.

Every breath Alex took was slow and steady, made to make sure that you weren't disturbed or moved around too much while you slept with your face tucked into the side of his neck.

He wanted to hug you closer to his body sooo much.

But he remembered your bruise and the slight damage to your ribs. Although he knew and heard what you said...your health came first.

Besides, he'd take his inability to hold you closer to him as a punishment for hurting you to begin with

However, he was comforted by the fact that he was at least allowed to still sleep in your presence, feel you on him as well as be able to wake up anytime during the night to ensure that you were still comfortable and okay.

So long as you were by his side still? Sleeping in the hospital in a near-rock-hard bed? It was nothing to him, anything to ensure your comfort and a swift recovery!

Harvey

Since he's a doctor and has a hospital

Let's say that you were admitted when you decided to leave Pelican Town for a week to visit family. One bad fall later, and you were admitted to Zuzu Hospital. You were so used to the slowness of the one in Pelican Town that you had completely forgotten how busy a more typical hospital could be, and it was stressful.

All you could think about was your husband, although you had already texted him the news that you were in the hospital. All you could think about was how much you regretted saying that you didn't need him to come with you!

"It'll just be a quick week-long trip, plus your patients need you!"

Just before you were about to start tearing about how much you were beginning to miss Harvey, through the door of your room, there he was.

His face screamed the phrase 'worried sick' as he rushed over to your side while the nurse who escorted him promptly closed the door.

"Dear, are you alright?! When you texted me, I got here as fast as I could!"

As much as you wanted the details, you were just happy that he was here with you right now in this moment. Every single pain medication that was brought to you, he looked it over, and every single time a doctor walked in the room to discuss your condition, Harvey explained every single thing to you clearly and patiently.

"It's just a simple broken bone."

"You'll heal fine, you'll just have to stay in the hospital for a little so that they can monitor your leg, dear."

And staying in the hospital? It meant sleeping there as well. You couldn't think of a worser scenario as a groan left your lips at the news. Yet, as much as you wanted to go home and complain to your husband about that, there was nothing that could be done aside from Harvey gently rubbing your arm and listening to you until you wore yourself out and fell asleep.

Though it was just a broken bone, he stayed up by your side as if it were something worse.

In his experience, even the most mild of scenarios could turn serious in a heartbeat.

Not that he minded watching you sleep.

He enjoyed being a permanent figure in an otherwise frightening and unfamiliar place. Every time that you woke up randomly throughout the night and looked to your side...Harvey was still there, clearly tired but ever watchful before he'd coax you back to sleep.

And he'd gladly continue to be a figure of protection for you, all the way until you were able to go back home safe and sound.

Shane

Since it's Shane, he gets the saddest one. He's never catching a break from me lol

He was at the bar when he got a text from Harvey that you were at the hospital in a coma. The beer that he was lightly sipping on was spilled on the counter from how fast he rushed out of the saloon and to the hospital, thankfully, only a few minutes away.

"What happened?"

"Where are they?"

"How the fuck are they in a coma?!"

Questions, curses, and more came flying out of his mouth towards Harvey and Maru while he tried to get to the back to find you. Just before he pushed his way past Maru, Harvey gave him the news that you had fallen into the ocean while swimming and had nearly drowned if it weren't for Willy saving you in the nick of time.

But the amount of oxygen that was deprived from your brain, as well as the amount of water you took in, contributed to your coma.

And the worst part? He didn't know when or if you were going to wake up.

It felt like the information had been delivered to him too slowly and too quickly all at the same time, each step closer to your room feeling as if he were suddenly dragging boulders behind him until he felt everything inside of him shatter at the sight of your form lying still in a bed. IVs and heart monitors were attached to you in droves; he felt like he could throw up.

Every negative thought that threatened to come to the forefront of his mind had to be pushed back for your sake so that he was able to be in the present for you.

So, for the next couple of weeks?

There Shane sat and slept, never moving too far away from you, and if he did? He wasn't gone for too long.

Every whispered 'I love you.' and 'Please come back to me...I'm not ready to live without you.' was a desperate plea to Yoba, despite him not being a believer; he was willing to pray to anyone and anything if it meant that you would wake up and greet him with the same smile that you gave him before you left for work every morning.

And, it was one random, quiet morning, after waking up with a crick in his neck and whispering a 'Good morning' to you and telling you about the dream he had last night...did your body stir. Tears immediately filled his rapidly blinking eyes, trying to see if he was just seeing things, until you opened your eyes and slowly looked to him with a tired sigh.

"Shane...?" You murmured.

"I'm here." He immediately said. "I'm here, I always have been."

You smiled softly, being in a coma was weird...you were able to hear and register everything despite not actively being considered "awake". Every whispered plea for you to wake up, every 'I love you'. You heard it all. But now wasn't the time to embarrass your poor husband, who was on the verge of sobbing. "I know," You finally answered.

"How did you sleep?" You asked.

"Like shit." He dryly joked, eliciting a rapsy chuckle from you. "But, I didn't care. Just so long—just so long as I was near you."

"You're so sweet."

Shane only responded with a grumble as he began to peel the egg free of its shell, but no longer for himself but for you.

He wouldn't ask exactly how you fell into the water, nor how you managed to nearly drown when he thought that you were a good swimmer. For now? He was relieved that he had you back at his side, and he knew that he was putting his foot down and keeping you from going to the beach to fish for a while.

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