Part two to the music video AU
Requested by _scribofabulas

3 weeks later:

3 weeks. Its been 3 weeks since the video shoot finished and y/n and Ruel got separated. A week and a half later the video came out. The video received a lot of love from the fans. Ruel's vocals were complimented as always, but y/n was given special attention. She received offers to work in more videos and even some shows, making her schedule extremely busy. Meetings after meetings after meetings clouds her schedule when every hour she gets a call for another new meeting. She can't turn them down though; they are all helping her for her career.

Y/n rushes out of her apartment, locking it and sitting in her car. She puts the keys in the ignition and turns them, starting the car. Her foot leans against the accelerator and the car speeds. Y/n is invited to a meeting for a show. But she's extremely late. Her eyes are fixed on the road as she acclerates even more, overtaking cars and other vehicles. But a groan escapes her lips when she gets stopped by a traffic light.

"Hell no." Y/n mumbles as she stops her car and leans her head against the steering wheel, shutting her eyes close. But y/n quickly lifts her head up and fishes out her phone from her bag when she hears it rapidly ringing. Upon bringing the screen closer to her face, she realises it's her agent, Anthony.

"Hey Anthony." Y/n lets out, bringing her phone closer to her ear.

"Y/n where are you?" Anthony asks from the other end calmly.

"I'm coming, I got late and now I'm stuck at a red traffic light. I'll be there in a few minutes."

"Okay, come quick."

"Okay, see you."

Just before y/n can cut the call she hears Anthony yell out her name.

"What?" She asks, bringing the phone back to her ear.

"Bring a gift for the person we're meeting." Anthony explains.

"A gift? Why?" Y/n turns her head around and opens her bag and looks through it to find some money.

"A simple gift for the director of the show. We have to impress him."

"Ten dollars." Y/n mumbles to herself, looking at the money sitting in her wallet. She fishes around her wallet and thankfully spots her credit card. "Okay I'll bring some flowers-" Y/n begins but gets cut off by car horns. She looks up from her bag to see the red light not shining anymore, but a green one in its place. She drops the phone from her hand on the top of her bag and speeds her car. Once the traffic from the road is cleared, y/n picks up the phone from the seat, and sees that the call hasn't been cut.

"Sorry people were being the impatient bitches they are and were urging me to drive." Y/n chuckles dryly. "What were we talking about?"

Y/n's one hand is on the steering and the other supporting her phone against her ear as she talks to Anthony. As they continue talking, y/n opens google maps to find the flower shop she needs to go. Her eyes keep on flickering between the road and her phone, so as to enter her destination and also to keep driving properly. But when her eyes stay on her phone for more than two seconds, a thing happens.

Her car hits a person.

A real human being.

Holy shit.

"Shit Anthony I'll call later I might get even more late or I might not even come." Y/n hastily cuts the call and runs out of her car. A person is lying on the ground with their stomach against the ground.

"Holy- are you okay?" Y/n asks worriedly. "Of course the person isn't okay, you just hit them." Y/n shakes her head and bends down at their level. When they don't make any noise, y/n realises they are unconscious. She gets up from the ground and fetches her phone to call an ambulance. It reaches within a few minutes and picks the person up and lays them on a stretcher. Once they're lain down, y/n sees who the person is.

Ruel.

Ruel Vincent Van Dijk.

Y/n hit Ruel out of all the other 7 billion people on the Earth.

Just great.

As Ruel was being taken inside the ambulance, y/n decides to step inside it and go with him. In a few minutes they reach the hospital and Ruel is taken in a separate room, and y/n is made to be seated out.

+++

An hour later:

The door opens and all the doctors and nurses file out. Y/n quickly rushes inside and sees Ruel laying in the bed with his eyes open, staring at the ceiling.

"Hey." Y/n says, sitting on a chair next to the bed. Ruel turns his gaze to her and his eyes widen.

"Y/n, what are you doing here?" He croaks out.

"I- I-" Y/n mumbles, trying to get her words right, "I was the one who hit you. I was driving and was in a hurry and was on my phone. I'm sorry."

Ruel turns his head back to look at the ceiling again. A silence drapes around the two as y/n looks out the window and Ruel continues to look at the ceiling. The gift she had to buy, the meeting she had to attend all escapes her mind and all that her mind can muse is her worry for Ruel.

The morning begins to transcend into the afternoon as the blazing sunrays shine everywhere around the city. People out can be seen wiping the sweat off their forehead frequently, trying to get rid of the summer heat, but there's no escape. The light illuminates all the trees and the buildings, and for a second, y/n forgets where she is and can only look out at the view.

"It's okay." Ruel says, out of the blue, snapping y/n out of her daze. She turns her head around to look at Ruel, who is looking back at her. "It's okay if you hit me, I'm okay now." Ruel repeats with a small smile on his face. Y/n gives a small smile back to him. Ruel sits up with her help and scoots a little to make space for her. He pats on the empty place, silently asking her to sit with him. Y/n lets out a light laugh and sits next to him.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Y/n asks.

"Yes y/n, I'm feeling okay, don't worry. We can put this small incident behind ourselves, right?" Ruel says and y/n nods. Ruel gives another smile and leans his head back against the back of the bed, looking at the ceiling once again.

"Remember how much we fought during the shoot?" He says with a laugh. Y/n lets out a laugh along with him.

"Yeah, and you got all of my hands sticky with that granola bar of yours and then spilt coffee all over me."

"I distinctly remember you calling me a lanky insect."

"And I distinctly remember you calling me a bitch."

Y/n and Ruel try to control their laughter but miserably fail. Laughter keeps on bubbling through their lips as they discuss of all the memories of the shoot. Fighting like anything and angering Fiona, singing out loud to Wallows, irritating everyone else on the set.

Their laughter dies down and they both continue to stare at the ceiling. Their minds toy with the thought of not getting to kiss, and regretting how much they fought. The kiss got cut because they were uncomfortable doing it, but if they weren't fighting, they both could've kissed, and as mentioned earlier, they could have been together by now.

"Y/n," Ruel says softly, turning his head to look at her, who looks back at him, staring right through each other's souls, "do you really didn't want to kiss me?"

Y/n's breathe hitches in her throat. "What- what do you mean by that?" She barely lets out.

"I mean that," Ruel's hand trails to y/n's hand, as he holds it delicately, "I think I fell for you y/n," he whispers, "and I regret not being able to kiss you."

"Ruel I-" Y/n swallows the lump in her throat, moving closer to him, "I think I fell for you too." She murmurs.

Ruel leans forward, just as she was leaning towards him. Their lips collide and sparks burst in their stomachs. Y/n moves even closer and slings her arms around Ruel's neck and his arms wrap around her waist, as they continues to kiss each other. Ruel lightly pulls away and looks at y/n with a small smile on his face and a pink tint on his cheeks.

"Will you go out with me y/n?" Ruel asks hopefully.

"Yes Ruel." Y/n smiles and bends to kiss him again.

Author's note

This was the requested part two by Sil by bestfraaaaan on here. I hope you liked it!!

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With love through health and sickness
Keziah