Dr. Julian Mercer x Epileptic!Reader
Summary: When a seizure leaves you injured and lands you in the emergency room, you quickly learn that you're in the good hands of a very well practiced physician.
Warning: Mentions of a disability and descriptions of said disability. (I have epilepsy so I'm basing this on my own personal experiences.) Please read with discretion! Tad steamy. Nothing super explicit but MINORS DNI!! Not proofread.
You woke up to the smell of disinfectant and the sharp feel of liminal space. As you opened your eyes a painful groan escaped you lips.
The fluorescence were doing a number on your already throbbing head that was immediately succumbing to the after seizure migraine you were all too familiar with.
"Oh good, you're awake. You took quite a nasty spill at your apartment tonight. How are you feeling?" The kind brunette nurse asked as she got the blood pressure cuff ready.
You sat your self up with another noise of displeasure, but rolled your sleeve up so she could get started on your vitals.
"Like someone went to town on my head with a hammer," you managed to say despite the excruciating pain you were in. "And like I might vomit..."
"I'm so sorry hun. You did hit your head pretty bad. There's a trashcan to your left if you need it and I'll get you some prescription strength acetaminophen before the doc gets in," she promised before finishing up asking you all the typical questions.
She left briefly but was back in a flash with the medicine for you.
"Here. Take this. And the doctor will be with you shortly."
You spent the better part of an hour laying flat on the hospital bed with your arm flung over your eyes trying your best not to lose the last thing you ate.
The minutes dragged by so slowly and the medicine only slightly dulled your head's inevitable suffering.
Finally you heard the door click open making you force yourself back up to a seated position. When you opened your eyes you were met with probably the most beautiful man you had ever seen in your entire life.
He had a firm build with warm and inviting facial festures and the most beautiful brown eyes that appeared almost a gentle hazel when the light shifted slightly. His luscious dark brown locks framed his face and fell only a few inches past the nape of his neck.
"Oh god. I'm dead. I knew I would die eventually..." you blurted out before you could even think.
How could you not be dead when an angel was standing right in front of you? At least that's what you mind screamed at you.
The Doctor chuckled before introducing himself.
"Good evening. Well, morning at this point. I'm Doctor Julian Mercer and you must be miss L/N," he told you shaking you hand, looking you right in the eyes. "And don't worry, not dead just took a nasty spill and banged your head on the railing of your apartment stairs. According to your neighbor anyway," he added as he thumbed through your chart.
"Yeah. Sounds like something that would happen to me," you responded with the best chuckle you could muster given the circumstances.
"Well, a sense of humor is a very good sign. From what im seeing it looks like seizures are pretty normal for you... here," he took out a light and started shining it in your eyes, "keep your eyes open and follow my finger."
You tried your best to do as you were told, but the pounding in your head was doing a very good job of making you dizzy and you were struggling just to keep your head up.
"Hey... it's okay, I've got you," his deep voice assured as he placed a strong hand on the side of your face steadying your head gently.
You would've felt more nervous about the physical contact had your brain not been shaken up in your skull like some sort of grey matter martini less that two hours ago.
His thumb stroked your cheek tenderly as he studied your eyes for a few seconds with the light before pulling away.
Once you were able to hold your own head up a little better you completed the rest of the eyes tests and he tucked the light back into his white coat before writing something down.
"Well, it looks like you don't have any signs of brain damage. No concussion and no real need for a CT scan which is good news. I see no reason to keep you here any longer than you need to be. Just make sure you have a reliable way home and take it easy. Lots of rest," he instructed. "Oh, and one more thing. Im gonna write you a prescription," he said, scribbling something down on his pad before handing it to you with a devilishly handsome smile.
You were confused at first. You already took a prescription regularly for you epilepsy. There wasn't really anything else you could think of that would help you other than the usual.
When you finally looked at the slip of paper you read "Dinner with me tomorrow night at 8PM?"
Your heart felt like it was going to jump out of your chest as you looked back at him in surprise.
"R... Really? But, we've only just met," you told him cautiously as you looked back at the paper.
"Exactly. What better way for me to get to know such a beautiful and magnificent woman?"
"You think I'm Magnificent?" You asked, wondering how in the world he could think something so wonderful about you in such a short amount of time.
"Of course. When I saw your name I recognized it immediately. Your poetry is absolutely inspired. I've read everything you've ever written and I'm a huge fan," he gushed happily. "I was even more delighted when I saw how breathtakingly beautiful you are."
You couldn't help but blush at his words and look down at your hands sheepishly.
"I don't even know what to say..."
"Just say you'll have dinner with me."
That's how you ended up getting dressed up in a simple yet inviting black dress and going to dinner the next night with doctor Julian Mercer.
The two of you laughed and talked about anything and everything as you shared a bottle of sweet red wine and dessert.
"It's so amazing that you came up with such beautiful words. I don't know how you do it," he said after swallowing a bite of chocolate lava cake.
"It's hard to explain. I guess I just write what I see and how I feel exactly how my mind interprets it," you responded with a slightly sheepish smile.
Julian looked at you with nothing less than complete wonder and adoration.
"Here... open up," he said as he tilted your chin up and brought a spoonful of cake to your lips.
You accepted the food with a small laugh and a sound of approval which made Julian smile.
He never seemed to stop smiling.
"Now c'mere," he whispered softly before pulling you into a deep kiss that made you heart hammer in your chest like it would beat it's way out and onto the table.
You could feel yourself melting into a puddle as his hand rested on the back of your neck, holding you steady as he moved even closer.
Before you knew it, the two of you ended up at your apartment tangled in sheets, sharing each other's breath and warmth.
It wasn't like you to be so loose on the first date, but there was something more between you and it was becoming more and more palpable with each tender kiss loving caress he gave you.
Passionate words dripped from his mouth like sweet honey as he talked you through your peak, guiding you to heaven and back.
When all was said and done, both of you fell asleep, Julian's arms wrapped snuggly around you as you shared your comforter.
Shortly after you had drifted off, it didn't take long for your brain to alert you that something wasn't right.
You jolted upright in bed, your breathing already ragged. Flashes of random colorful lights bursted their way into your vision making it hard to see.
You already knew what was happening.
"Julian! Julian, help me," was all you managed to choke out.
You could already feel the darkness chasing you. Threatening to grab you.
Control of your brain and body were being taken away by force of the shadows that jumped at you no matter where you looked.
Julian was awake now and thankfully knew exactly what to do.
Your heart reced wildly as you gasped for air shakily.
"I'm right here. It's going to be alright," he soothed, petting your hair gently.
"I don't wanna have a seizure," you cried as your body began to tremble.
"I know... It's okay. You'll be alright."
He knew what was coming next and he turned you on your side, keeping a close watch over you as you blacked out and rough convulsions took over your body.
You foamed a little at the mouth, but you didn't throw up or lose control of your bowels which was a good sign. Most importantly, it didn't last more than a couple of minutes.
After you came back to, Julian had turned the light on and was immediately checking your eyes.
"Still dilated, but going back to normal," he commented.
You cried softly as your body trembled with the overwhelming fear that still lingered after every episode.
You'd think you would be used to it by now, but nope. Every time is just as terrifying as the last.
"Shh shh. It's okay baby. C'mere," he whispered as he pulled you into his arms, helping you lay your head on his chest. "I've got you. You're safe. You're safe baby. I'm right here. Shh. You're okay."
You did your best to calm down and even out your breathing as Julian continued to rub your back in am attempted to further comfort you.
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry," you told him between small sobs.
He was blown away by your sudden apologizing and lifted your head softly, meeting your gaze.
"Why in earth would you be sorry sweetheart? There's nothing for you to feel sorry for. If anything, I'm the one who's sorry. Sorry you have to deal with something like this. I know how scary it must be for you," he replied, kissing your forehead gently.
You didn't say anything else. Just laid there in his arms as he did his best to keep you calm.
"Think you can drink some water for me?" He asked, slipping out from under you and heading to the kitchen.
"Wait!" You called after him frantically. "Please don't leave me alone..."
He gave you a sweet smile and walked back to the bed, helping you stand.
He made you hold onto his arm as he walked you to the kitchen carefully to get you some pain meds and a glass of water which you struggled to drink.
"Here... almost done," he praised as you finshed the entire glass. "Good girl. Now c'mere. Let's get back to bed yeah?"
The two of you laid back under the covers and he held your still trembling frame close to him in the hopes that it would help ground you.
"So, you think you wanna go out with me again?" He asked you, moving a piece of hair out of your face.
You were shocked at his offer of a second date. You thought for sure he was gonna be gone as soon as the sun cane up after what happened that night.
"You s-still wanna g-g-go out with me?" You stuttered out through chattering teeth.
He smiled down at you, pressing his forehead against your as his fingers tracing circles on your back tenderly.
"Of course I do. I wanna go out with you again... and again... and again," he told you honestly.
Everything about you was absolutely magnificent to him.
It was so beautiful how your mind worked. You were able to create such beautiful work despite your disorder. He could feel himself wanted to be there for you through everything. Help you through everything much like he was doing tonight.
"Look at it this way, you'll always have a doctor on call," he said making you laugh.
"It's a date," you agreed before giving him a weak kiss.
"You call that a kiss? I'll show you, c'mere," he said before kissing you firmly yet lovingly. "Now, try to get some sleep, yeah?"
