A/N: Like Lover's Do By: RyeHighProductions

(Roger x Reader) 

He coughed slightly as you stepped into the room. Not caring if you risked to get this illness. You wanted to help, maybe make him better. Maybe. Just, just maybe.

He turned to you with heavy lided eyes. He smiled, a large Roger smile. His eyes dim with a small light that he shown when he first met you. He smiled warmly to you as you replaced the rag on his forehead. Then sat beside him pouring a new glass of water.

"(Y/N). I must tell you something." Roger hummed.

His voice was gruff, horse, low and cracked. You hushed him helping him sit up and drink some of the water.

"You can tell me later, you must rest. In order for you to feel better." You hummed.

"Bu-but-"

"Don't but me."

You let him finish his water before helping him back into bed. You rung out the rag before soaking it into the cool water and squeezed out a little before placing it back on his head.

"Will you stay with me?" He asked.

"Sure."

You took his hand as he shut his eyes, his thumb rubbing over the back of your hand. His breathing was soft and gentle.

"I loved the way the sun wrapped around you." He started, "Like a dress woven from strands of light. I loved the way you stayed close to me. As we held hands walking the empty streets at night. I love the way your eyes glimmered with hope. Like a diamond pulled from the earth and polished for the first time. Or."

He sighed turning to you, tears welling in your eyes. As you clutched onto his hand. You sniffled with a lump in your throat while the tears in your eyes began to drip down your face. Roger smiled lifting his hand and brushed away your tears.

"The way your smile would break through the eyes of the blind. I loved your innocence. Untainted by time, and unbound by fate. I loved your curiosity. And how you were cautious enough to know what was at stake. The only problem was."

He turned away, holding your hand between his own. He admired how small and delicate your hand was compared to his. How soft and untouched it was. Compared to his calloused scared.

"I was to used to heartbreak. I became best friends with disappointment and I lost my belief in fate. So familiar with bad timing, was always at the wrong place. Until I realized I couldn't go on with seeing you as just a friend."

You smiled softly as he kissed your hand softly. He brushed your hand against his cheek as he sighed leaving your hand against his cheek. Roger looked up to you his eyes still smiling, and his heart still warm with love.

"I got so good at telling lies even I started to believe them. So now I'm gonna but my heart on the line and speak from my soul to let you know. That your touch, is the only thing I can feel anymore. The glisten in your eyes, the only thing I can see anymore. I want to bring you close and whisper in your ear like lovers do. These soft spoken words weighed down heavy with truth. Because honestly, all I want is to hold you until the sun goes down. And to not let go until it comes back up."

"You cheesy old man." You sniffled.

He chuckled as his voice began to crack and his throat grew a lump.

"I wanna be that warm connection that you crave whenever you feel a certain touch. I wanna be that rush of adrenaline that envelopes as you get close enough to the climactic peak of a moment you've never felt before. That heavenly moment where you can't take it anymore. Then I wanna be the arms that you fall into as you slip into a peaceful sleep. Relieved of all that tension. Let your guard down, I'll be your wall of protection."

By this time, you were a crying mess. You sobbed softly as your cheeks and eyes were wet with tears. Your eyes began to burn as did your throat. While your lip was stuck between your teeth. You hiccuped in your sobbing as Roger chuckled softly. He pulled you close kissing away your tears. Before you were pulled close to him.

"I wanna be the ship to steer you in the right direction. And if ever you should hit an iceberg and feel like your about to drown. I'll be the cocoon of oxygen that surrounds you. Bring me into your dreams, I want to be the seems that bind all your emotions together. I want to be your fantasy your idea of forever. I wanna be the roof over your head to shelter you from the rough weather. I wanna be the guy that sweeps you off your feet. I want to be the pair of eyes that you suddenly meet in a crowded place. I want to be the face of everything you ever thought you didn't deserve. The voice of everything that said you couldn't achieve. Because the truth is. You can become anything you dare to believe. But most importantly."

You turned to Roger who looked up to the ceiling. His arm pulled you closer. While a tear rolled down his cheek. He shut his eyes taking a shaken breath before clearing this throat. He smiled turning to you with watery eyes and trembling lip.

"I want you to know, that even though this love of ours might not of lasted. I still would of walked with you until the end of the world. And then, past it."