Magnus's POV:

For months I had been doing nothing but visiting Alec and laying in bed. Hardly sleeping, hardly eating. Not even going to work. I got so many calls from work, all probably firing me. I was a mess. And the funny thing is, I couldn't care less. What was my life without Alexander?

I was sat by his bed, as I was everyday.
"Alec, this is all my fault."

Alec's POV:

What did he mean this was all his fault?
"It is, it really is. If it wasn't for me nagging for you to get the suits that early in the morning, this would've never happened. Oh Alexander, it's all my fault. I'm so sorry." What was he talking about? I had no idea what happened. This was making me go crazy. It'd been so long and he still hadn't spoken about what happened. Maybe he was in denial. In denial of what though? How was I supposed to figure this out if I didn't even now what had happened?

"If it wasn't for me, this wouldn't have happened. If it wasn't for me you wouldn't have been hit by that car. If it wasn't for me you wouldn't be in this coma, you'd be awake...by my side."
So that's what happened...I was in a coma...

But how could Magnus blame himself for something like this? Something so out of his control. Magnus wasn't being fair on himself. In fact, none of this was fair. I wanted to get up and hug him, tell him it wasn't his fault, tell him it would be okay.
This all felt too repetitive.
"By now we would've gotten married, we'd probably be on our honeymoon... having the time of our lives." I could hear him start to sniffle, then he started to weep. Yep, way too repetitive.

I never knew how lonely I felt until this moment. Hearing someone but not being able to see them, hearing the love of your life crying but not being able to comfort them. This was torture.
Wake up! I kept telling myself to do so. I strained myself, I strained my mind. Nothing. I strained and strained. Wake up! I tried again and again. Nothing. This time I thought of Magnus and how much he needed me right now and tried my hardest to wake up, and-

Magnus's POV:

"Magnus?" My head shot up from beneath my hands. It was Alexander. He was awake.
"Alec?" He opened his mouth to say something, but before he could get it out I grabbed the collar of the ugly robe he was wearing with both hands and kissed him. I forgot how good his lips felt against mine. As we moved our heads to more comfortable positions, my hands moved to his face. I forgot how good his (conscious) touch felt. I pushed his face back, breaking the kiss and staring into his eyes. We touched our foreheads together and we were like that for a while, catching our breath.
"I love you, Alexander." He opened his mouth to say something and, yet again, before he could get out a word, I crashed our lips together. As he smiled into the kiss he pulled me closer to him, deepening the kiss as he did so.

He pushed me back, laughing.
"I love you too, Magnus." He said as I fell back into the chair by his bead. "And Magnus, none of this is your fault. You don't deserve to blame yourself like that, put yourself through all that shit." This came as a surprise to me. How could it slip past my mind that comma patients can still hear the things happening in their surroundings.
"You heard me?"
"I heard everything. How dare you say that I could ever stop loving you? I will love you forever, don't you get that?"
"I'm sorry, Alec. The best I could do was doubt myself." He then grabbed my hand and looked into my eyes, smiling. This felt different from all the other times I held his hand. This time it felt alive.

A moment later a nurse ran in, astounded.
"You shouldn't be awake for another month." She said examining him. His legs wouldn't be working for a while.

"I guess I just had a reason to be awake."