Imagine Tom thinking he'd loose you

(Your POV)
You'd just arrived back home after a wonderful month holiday away with Tom. All you wanted to do now was cuddle up with him in bed and forget about the prospect of going back to work in the morning. You hadn't been feeling well on the drive back home, and blamed it on the inflight food. Tom said he would unpack everything, and that you should get some rest, you'd probably feel better. "I love you Tom", you whisper to him as he kisses your forehead as you rest yourself down on the bed. "I love you more", he whispered, and kissed you again, where your eyes soon closed, and you fell asleep.

(Tom's POV)
"Y/N, lovely. Are you feeling better, would you like some tea", I ask, gently squeezing her hand. She doesn't stir, but her hands feels deadly cold to touch. "Y/N, are you alright?", I ask a little concerned, as I gently shake her, trying to wake her. "Y/N, wake up", trying to stay calm as the growing panic sets in as she doesn't wake up. "Y/N!", I shout, shaking her but she doesn't wake. I frantically check her pulse and my heart drops, it's very faint, and her breathing is very shallow. I immediately call for an ambulance and she is rushed into hospital. I never leave her side, holding her hand tightly all the way. They take her in to be examined and I am forced to wait outside for what seems like eternity, unable to sit still, constantly worrying and fearing the worse. Eventually a nurse calls my name, and I follow her into a room. I struggle to keep back the tears as I see her, hooked up to different machines monitoring her, the faint bleep of her heart filling the silence. I unsteadily make my way to her bedside, and collapse into the chair next to her. Her skin is as white as snow, but still she looks beautiful. I can barely stop the tears now as they flow freely down my cheeks as I grasp her hand tightly. "I'm sorry, but when you were away she was bitten by a bug carrying a disease. It has weakened her heart", the nurse said. I didn't want to believe it, no, I couldn't loose my beautiful wife. "There must be something you can do", I ask them desperately, hoping for anything. "I'm sorry sir, but there is nothing more we can do. We can only hope her heart stays strong enough and she pulls through". I bite my lip and look back at Y/N's unconscious body. "She has a strong heart. I've seen her love me with it for the longest time. She'll make it", I manage to say, before finally breaking down and collapsing onto her chest, holding her tight. The next several days passed the same, as I refused to leave her side. I stayed with her, holding her hand, hoping, praying, only nothing changed. After a whole week of no improvements, the doctor asked me the question I'd dreaded. I immediately said no, and held Y/N even tighter, but my heart sank when it dawned on me that they might be right. My eyes stung with tears again, and I held her tighter still. I kissed her forehead and whispered into her ear, in the hope she would hear me. "Y/N my love. Please come back to me. I don't want to be alone without you, I love you". I chocked up again and kiss her on the lips so softly that I thought they were made of glass, before resting my head onto her chest, and settled into a troubled sleep.

(Your POV)
"I love you". That voice you loved, you heard it whisper to you out of the dark. Your eyelids felt heavy as you tried to lift them, and your body felt like it was impossible to move. You moan as your eyelids flicker open and adjust to the bright lights of the hospital. You hear the sound of a machine reading off your heartbeat, and someone crying. You look down and gasp at the sight of Tom collapsed on top of you; crying into your chest, holding your hand tightly. You lift your free hand and gently place it onto his shoulder and he jumps up in alarm. His tear stained eyes look into yours, and his face breaks into the biggest smile you'd ever seen. He threw his arms around you and kissed you all over, crying happy tears. "Y/N, I love you so much. I thought I'd lost you. I love you", he cried as you both held each other close. A week later, you were dismissed fully recovered from hospital and arrived back home with Tom. "I'm so glad your back", he said softly as he stroked your cheek, his arm around your waist, holding you both together. "You are my world, my everything. I couldn't bare to live without you". He kissed your lips and held you tight, as neither of you ever wanted to let go.