SCMAnex prompt; Imagine person A (Kevin) of your OTP in the hospital, severely sick or injured, and a doctor telling person B that person A might not make it through the night. Person B (Steven) stays at person A’s side the whole night, holding their hand and begging them not to leave.

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"…he might not make it past tonight." Steven’s head whipped up, looking at the doctor as he silently pleaded for those words to not have been said. They couldn’t be true. Just because Kevin was hurt didn’t mean he would die. No, he was too strong for that. He would never give up without a fight. 

It’s all my fault,the words had been bouncing around in his head for hours. He knew they weren’t true, but he couldn’t help but feel as if he could’ve done something different. If he’d had just told Kevin not to leave. Or if he’d held him for a few more seconds. Maybe if Steven went with he could’ve protected him.

Thats what he promised Kevin three years before when they had gotten married. I promise to always protect you, no matter the circumstances. I take you with all your faults and your strengths as I offer myself to you with my faults and strengths. I will help you when you need help, and I will turn to you when I need help. I choose you as the person with whom I will spend my life. I promise you this from my heart, for all the days of my life.

He failed. He broke his promises. He wasn’t there to help Kevin. He couldn’t protect him. He couldn’t help him then either. The thought of him being completely useless when it came to the safety of his husband broke something inside of Steven. All at once, everything snapped, the complete weight of the situation crumbling every positive thing he thought of that night. 

The weight brought memories, good and bad. The first was of their trip to Paris. Kevin stood in the back, making fun of the people posing in front of the Eiffel Tower. Steven then tried to convince Kevin to pose with him, telling him the tower would tip without his strength. He remembered Kevin telling him while posing, “Only I can save Gotham.”

He pulled his wallet out, pulling out the photo of Kevin with his back ‘against’ the tower. His face was scrunched up in concentration as he pretended to support the structure. 

Steven was then hit with another memory, this time a bad one. All he could hear was screaming, his own and Kevin’s. He knew they would wake the neighbors, but at the time neither of them cared. All they wanted was to win, neither of them giving up until their voice was hoarse and eyes red from crying. When he thought back, he couldn’t remember why they fought. Maybe it was the time where Steven broke Kevin’s monitor. Only three words were defined in the entire argument inside his head; SELFISH, ASSHOLE, and IDIOT.

Remembering Kevin had once called him all those things in one night multiple times brought tears to his eyes. He didn’t let them fall until he remembered Kevin was being serious. The more he thought about the argument, the more hatred he could hear in the others voice. He remembered apologizing over and over again, but it didn’t help. The argument went on for at least three hours before all Kevin could get out was choked sobs and rough coughs. 

"God, I’m so sorry." It took him a moment to realize he said it out loud, that the voice he heard apologizing in his head was him right then and there. "Please, I’m so sorry. Please don’t leave me. You’re all I have anymore."

The words brought him back five years, him breaking down on Kevin’s shoulder after his parents disowned him. He had no siblings, the only family he had before Kevin was his mom and dad, but that quickly was lost. He was then brought to the previous year. He and Kevin had spent months trying to get approved for adoption. When they finally found someone who would have a closed adoption when the baby was born, the mother wouldn’t hand over the rights to them. He had lost a family member he hadn’t even gained yet. He remembered going home and walking into the room in their house they’d made into a nursery. He just sat there, not caring what time it was or what happened. All he wanted was a family.

"Please, Kevin. I’m begging you stay here, stay with me." He repeated that word all night. He kept telling Kevin to stay with him until he cried himself to sleep.

The next morning Steven woke up, but Kevin didn’t.