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summary: marcus wasnāt supposed to ever feel this way, for this very reasonĀ
a/n: request by @lanternlupinĀ for my 100 followers celebration :Ā āone of them gets in a near death situation and how the other deals with itāĀ
the thing is that marcus has always known that this was a possibility. always in the back of his mind. every time oliver pulls something a little too risky on the pitch. marcus berates him for it afterwards, screaming and throwing his hands about wildly, āyou have kids now! think about something, but quidditch once will you?ā and oliver will laugh and ruffle marcusās hair, call him his favorite cheerleader and kiss him, still high off the win. and marcus loves him for it. he loves the fact that oliver never quite grew out of the invincible mindset they all had as kids at hogwarts. that was before something like this was plausible. it was always a possibility, but too far away for either of them to touch. until now, he supposes.
marcus spent the first couple of days so, so angry. he had watched from their reserved box as oliver dives for the quaffle, both hands stretched out to grab it. he leans too over just a bit too far and slips. itās all too fast. even with the spells to break his fall, itās too late. the fall knocks him unconscious. everyone in the box is screaming. oliverās sister, camila, is hysterical. aiden, who is six years old and finally old enough to come to the matches is pulling on marcusās robes, crying, ādad, is daddy okay? why isnāt daddy flying?ā their friends whoāve come to watch are in various states of shock, asking what the should do. marcus, though, can feel his blood boiling. heās furious. he mumbles to camila that heāll be back, to please watch aiden. he makes it down to the pitch, pushing people to the side, exclaiming, āthatās my husband, move!ā he bursts through the crowd of healers attending to oliver and yells, āyou idiot! you complete sodding idiot! i told you to be careful! i always tell you!ā he has to be dragged away by oliverās teammates fifteen minutes later when the healers decide that itās time to move oliverās body. marcus canāt even see oliver being taken away through the tears that he hadnāt realized had started flowing. he spends the next few days pacing oliverās room at st. mungoās, lecturing him as if he could hear it. most people are deeply disturbed by the fact that marcus is reacting this way, thereās even a nasty article about marcusās outburst in quidditch weekly. he doesnāt care. he told oliver. he told him to be careful.
itās day nine of hearing, āweāre still not sure, he could wake up any moment. he could not wake up at all,ā when marcus is too tired to be angry anymore. he spends all his time curled up in the chair next to oliverās bed, playing with his hand and hoping his fingers might curl around his the way they used to. leaving, even to shower or eat, doesnāt seem worth it with the voice in the back of his head whispering, āwhat if you miss something?ā heās found that even sleeping doesnāt bring him peace. not when oliverās not with him, radiating body heat that makes him sweat and hogging all the pillows. somewhere in the back of his mind marcus feels bad for camila. he canāt bear to look at the kids right now, he sees oliver in all of them and heās too tired to explain why daddy isnāt home. what marcus keeps thinking is about how he swore this would never happen. that heād never get so close to someone to feel this way. itās not so much that he didnāt think he was capable- like everyone else thought. itās just that he grew up in a war. he saw his friends lose everyone they were close too. lost a few people himself. he remembers the look on his momās face the day that she got the letter that the dementors in azkaban had killed his dad. and so he swore that heād never give anyone that type of power over him. he would never love someone so much that losing them would be his downfall. he grips oliverās hand tighter because he knows he failed and losing oliver would hurt more than anything heās ever fucking felt.
on day twenty, marcus goes home again. heās been bracing himself to see the kids again, but somehow he doesnāt feel the wave of pain he expects when he sees aidenās eyes, melanieās smile, rileyās messy hair. (he doesnāt know how, even with no genetic relationships, theyāve all managed to look just like oliver. but maybe thatās just marcusās opinion) instead, he smiles for the first time since the accident and hugs them each individually until theyāre wrestling out of his grip. life goes back to a sense of normalcy after that. marcus makes some calls and arranges things so that he can work from home. camila still stops by to help every couple of days, but things are okay. marcus doesnāt touch oliverās side of the bathroom sink, even though itās a mess, and his side of the bed is exactly how he left it, but marcus manages to brush his teeth and get out of bed everyday, so itās progress.
day fifty-one is going by without event until marcus picks aiden up from the wizarding primary school heās just started this year and aiden passes him a flyer for little leagues quidditch with thoseĀ pleading eyes and marcus canāt seem to speak for the rest of the night. he calls camila to come watch the kids, āitās an emergencyā, and the fact that marcus hasnāt asked for this favor in weeks has her at the house within minutes. marcus packs a bag and spends the night at st. mungoās, sobbing and gripping oliverās ever-still body, hard enough that itās confirmation for marcus that he wonāt wake up, because thereās no way oliver wouldnāt be in pain in this moment. but more importantly, oliver would never let marcus go through this alone. the realization amplifies his sobs and grips ten-fold. itās just that marcus never thought of himself as a dad until oliver mentioned that he wanted a family and, honestly, he didnāt even know if he could handle it until the night aiden cried for two hours straight and oliver finally figured out how exactly to rock him back to sleep. and he knows that oliverās been dreaming of aidenās first match ever since they brought him home and he knows that aidenās been waiting almost just as long, so, itās just a lot. he returns home the next morning with waivers signed and he kisses aiden on the forehead before his first practice and his voice breaks when he asks him to be careful. by the end of the practice, his hands are almost bleeding from the places heās been digging his nails in, and heās come close to having aiden pulled out about a dozen times, but he keeps reciting, itās what oliver wanted.
camila tells marcus that itās morbid to have a running tally of the days since oliverās accident. marcus doesnāt know how to explain to her that looking at all the days heās lived since is the only way he manages to make it through another. the number has reached a hundred and twenty-eight with no signs of change, according to the healers. by now, just about every professional marcus can find has sat him down and told him the exact same thing, that oliverās condition is unlikely to improve and at this point, even if he does wake up, he likely will have suffered severe deficits and would be unable to live a normal life. marcus knows this. knows that itās going to be time to say goodbye soon. he tells himself every day, looking at his husband that he wouldnāt have wanted his life savings to go to keeping him in this state. that he wouldāve wanted his family to have peace.
theyāre just under a year when marcus brings the kids to meet the rest of oliverās relatives, and a few of marcusās own, too. they whole lot of them gather in oliverās little hospital room. marcus has explained everything in the best way he can. this doesnāt make much sense to any of them, but he knows theyāll understand when theyāre older, and this he just has to accept for now. they watch as the healers slowly undo every spell thatās allowing oliver to hold onto his life. every time, marcus has to hold himself back from asking them to stop. once all the spells have been taken off, the doctors explain that oliverās body will only be able to support itself for a couple of minutes before - marcus cuts them off. they all know what will happen. oliverās parents say goodbye first, his mother leaves the room weeping and marcus thinks that the only thing worse than losing a husband is losing a child. everyone in the room has their final words with oliver before they leave him alone with marcus. itās a moment that marcus has thought of every day for 358 days. so many different versions of this scenario and what heād say. what his final words to the love of his life would be. in the end, he doesnāt even hesitate before blurting out āyou did it, you know, wood. never thought iād love someone like this. told you iād never love you like this, didnāt i?ā marcus manages a dry laugh. āwhat an idiot i was to believe that. itās a damn shame you couldnāt stick around longer to keep proving me wrong. but you will, you know. every day, i realize that i was so wrong to think iād never love you like this, wood.ā the last sentence is spoken in barely a whisper, a kiss pressed to oliverās cheek before the life finally leaves him.
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