Can I order a Headcanon for Twisted Wonderland with Diasomnia and a male reader who has a terminal illness and his life span is coming to an end.
Ooooh, angsty. I love it! Here you go dear Anon. One angsty headcanon coming right up!
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Till death, do we part...
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You had been diagnosed for awhile now, but you'd yet to speak to about your illness to anyone– mostly for fear that they would begin to treat you like some sort of charity case. The only one you had told was Lilia, who said he would keep his lips sealed. So you kept it hidden until, well, you couldn't.
The disease started out small. Only giving you minor headaches and pinching in your legs. Now? You could barely stand without sobbing in pain. Your head was pounding against you like a second heartbeat.
A loud bang coming from the entrance of your bedroom rang inside your head, looking over you saw him– Sebek, his face contorted into a mix of anger, fear, and sadness. Behind him stood Lilia, eyes filled guilt and melancholy.
"Prefect..", Sebek started, " Why? Why would you hide this from me?" He finished, eyes swelling with tears that could burst any second.
You knew what the answer was. You knew your thought process was selfish. You knew that, and yet, you couldn't stop yourself, even at your weakest your own pride still burned through you brighter than any flame.
"I-...I don't know, Sebek.", you spoke gently, "I'm sorry."
Your eyes to began to swell up with tears as Sebek crouched down and held you within his arms.
After Sebek finds out he becomes less of himself.
He stops obsessing over Malleus, stops yelling all the time, and being so- so him.
Instead he's more calm and silent. It's eerie.
He never really got the chance to confess his feelings for you before you got sick so now he spends all his time doing things with you to make up for all the lost time.
Sebek looks to Lilia for help on how to care for you during this time.
When you inevitably pass Sebek is there, your head in his lap as you gaze at the stars together.
Small droplets of water fall onto your face as, for the last time, you close your eyes, take a breath, and smile.
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You don't remember how longs it's been since you had left the hospital. You don't know how long you had spent inside your bedroom. You can't remember how long you've been just sitting there. Your brain repeating what the nurse had said to you over and over again.
A gentle knocking coming from your bedroom door is what snaps you out of your dissociative thoughts, alongside the soft voice accompanying it.
The voiced belonged to Silver– ever so kind, gentle, and hardworking Silver. Always there to make sure that you take care of yourself.
"Come in..", you replied.
The door creaked open as Silver stepped in, stopping in his tracks when he saw your face. The expression held emotions he had never seen from you, if he didn't know you so well he probably wouldn't be able to recognize them.
"What happened?", he asked softly
When Silver finds out he kinda doesn't change all that much. Aside from the fact that he becomes more diligent of his sleeping habits.
He tries not to fall asleep all the time cause he wants to cherish every second you guys have left together.
He's even more gentle than ever and tries to take care of you as much as he can.
He also goes to Lilia to ask for some help.
He gets a tiny bit more short tempered, mostly around Sebek, who was never filled in.
When you pass it happens to be when you and Silver are cuddling.
He holds your body close to him as he begins to sob uncontrollably, only letting go with the gentle words of his father.
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The road to the hospital was bumpy and rough, only making your anxiety heighten even more with each and every bump. Lilia had assured you would be okay. Even going as far to hold your hand the while car ride.
And even as you two sat waiting impatiently for the doctor to call you back, he never let go of your hand. He kept a tight grip on your hand once the doctor did appear, and begun to squeeze it even tighter when they started the blood work. His grip had softened by the time the nurse came back to the news.
"Sir I'm afraid you may have a terminal illness.", the nurse spoke gently, "We aren't quite sure what exactly it is. Further testing will be needed to fully confirm so. We've already scheduled you for another appointment on Saturday. I'll give you two a moment to take it all in."
Lilia was well prepared for you to die, almost every person he ever cared for has.
That stung him deep within his heart.
He makes sure to spend as much time with you as possible.
He also tries take care of you.
You're pretty sure that eating Lilia's food will make you die faster.
But he makes up for his lack of cooking skills with his tremendous ability to make you laugh.
Even when your lungs feel weak and breathing takes a heavy toll on your, he can somehow still make you giggle like a little school boy.
He never once cries about your condition, atleast not in front of you. But you can tell.
His eyes are always puffy and his cheeks, once so full and round, harden into jagged lines across his face.
By the time your ready to go Lilia's condition has worsened, despite the fleeting attempts from his children to get help he refuses.
He doesn't want to let you go.
His hand slides into yours as you take your final breaths.
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Your eyes snap open as the raoring thunder cracks the night sky. No stars were in sight, only dark grey clouds as rain poured down like bullets from the sky.
Rubbing your tired eyes, you let your vision settle for a moment. As your eyes adjusted to the darkness a voice spoke from the corner of your room.
The thunder cracked once more, causing you to flinch in fear. Looking up you were met with bright green eyes, almost glaring into your soul.
"Malleus?", you questioned softly,"What's wrong? Why are you here?"
"You've been hiding from me-", his voice tight, filled with venom, "Why?"
"Oh..." you replied quietly. Guilt filled you, you knew it was a bad idea to hide from your friends, but you didn't want them to worry about you either.
Sighing you decide to speak up, "Well..."
Malleus was pretty pissed off before you told him.
But after you explained what was going on he softened immediately
Deciding in that moment that from then on, he would be your caretaker.
You could smile while internally you cursed whatever God you had wronged in a past life.
From that day onhe would help you with everything feeding you, helping you walk, giving you your meds, Malleus was there to do it for you.
It got to the point where he was blantaly neglecting his own duties as both a prince and a housewarden.
Lilia was the one who reeled him back in, and came up with the most brilliant idea.
If they turned you into a fae he wouldn't have to take care of anymore and you wouldn't be sick any longer.
Plus you would be able to spend the rest of eternity with him as both his lover and Prince of Briar Valley.
It was an amazing idea! So much so he couldn't wait to do the ritual and did it as soon as possible.
Without your full consent, however.
But it's fine, right? You were dying, and this'll make sure you never get sick again!
"I know it hurts my love, but you just have to push through. So we can be together forever..."
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Sorry this took me so long to finish, but I had a lot of fun making this. Hopefully more people will make some good requests like this one.
