I was walking down the hospital’s corridor, nervously and not knowing where to go, when I ran into someone.
“Sorry, I-I-“ I started to make up an excuse when I saw I ran into Oriol. He had tears filling his eyes and bags under his eyes. He smiled at me, weakly.
“Hello, Jack” he said first.
“Hi, Oriol” I said, returning the same weak smile.
“You were looking for María?” he asked. I nodded. “Room 216, second floor”
“I-Is she conscious?” I asked hesitantly before he turned around.
“Not yet, the doctors say that she should wake up anytime soon” he said and turned a bit away from me, “I’ll be at the cafeteria, call me if you need anything” he started to walk away.
“Wait, I need to ask you something” I almost shouted but I needed to get something off my chest. Oriol looked at me, like encouraging for me to continue. I took a deep breath, “Has she really been trying to kill herself?” I asked, tears welling up in my eyes.
“Yes” he almost whispered, “Come with me, I need to tell you something” he said and I followed him.

We went into a cafeteria and ordered two coffees and payed for them in advance. We sat in the furthest and most isolated table in the cafeteria.
“Look, I don’t know what it is, but when I look at you, I somehow see someone who’ll take care of María properly. She’s like a daughter to me and I’ve met her when she was almost 14. You know how many cuts and bruises I’ve seen on her? More than you guys probably see, trust me” I looked up to him. We exchanged a gaze before he continued, “And, to be honest, the first day I saw you at the center, helping María tack up Stella… I was surprised she hadn’t bit you or kicked you or anything, and I realised Stella saw something in you too, because; Stella lifting María so you guys could kiss wasn’t normal, she not pinning her ears back when she saw you wasn’t normal. I’ve know her for almost eight years and I haven’t seen anything like that, ever” he paused and took a long sip from his coffee, “And how María looks at you or how her eyes sparkle when we name your name, damn!” he exclaimed with a happy sigh, looking away from me “I’ve never seen her so happy” he said, almost to himself and looked up. “And I'm sorry we didn't kind of hit it off exactly at the start, but I was worried about her" I nodded in agreement. I noticed he'd finished talking.
“Yeah, sorry for not being exactly enthusiastic when I met you" I smiled a bit, "By the way, I like your name. It reminds me of my favourite baseball team Baltimore Orioles" he smiled me back.
"Well, thankyou, I got it for my birthday" he chuckled. "And now way there is a team called like that" he exclaimed laughing.
"There is. An oriol as a bird, actually" I informed, still laughing. I liked this guy, no wonder María found him so nice. We laughed for a while and talked about random stuff, until I remembered what brought me here.
“Can I ask you some things about María?” I asked. He nodded. “What happened to her mom and siblings?”
“She pushed them away. Like, completely away. They don’t wanna know anything about her anymore” he answered, taking another long sip from his coffe.
“And Mikel?” I asked quietly.
“He’s a compltely asshole. They started dating when she was almost 17. She fell head over heels for the guy and they were all good together, but Stella, with almost two years old, saw he wasn’t good for her" he sighed "Soon, María didn’t smile like she smiled, always fake smiles, and some bruises appeared. I was starting to get suspicious until, one morning I found her curled up next to Stella and saw the video from the security camera. I’m sure you’ve seen it" he looked at me and i nodded "The neighbours called the police saying something was wrong at the center that night and they took the video. It appeared on Sant Cugat’s news, it didn’t even get to Barcelona’s news, really” I nodded, understanding and finished my coffee.
“Why didn’t Ruben come?” I asked, curious.
“Oh, easy" he started "Five days before the competition María attempted suicide and Ruben signed her up to send her to some mental institution, she got angry and ran away and came back just for the competition” he informed me. I mouthed an “Oh”.
“Can I go and see her?” I finally asked.
“Well, I won't the one stopping you" he chuckled, I smiled back at him, "I’ll go outside and smoke for a while” he said, standing up after finishing his coffee.
“You smoke?” I smiled a bit, trying to sound less tense. He returned me the same smile.
“Yep” he popped the ‘p’ and shook my hand, "It was nice to officially meet you, Jack"
“Same" I smiled, "See you later” I waved goodbye, Oriol waved me back and exited the cafeteria.

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Room 216.
I entered the room hesitantly, afraid to wake her up. I walked a few steps, staring at the floor, before looking up, just to find my sleeping or inconscious girlfr- ex. I hated that word.
I sat next to her left side and saw a black, messy writing on her right palm. I smiled a bit when I read what it said. Jack.
My eyes traced her body, looking for cuts or bruises. The dress she was wearing was too big, so from her side I could see some bandages holding her ribcage in place and big and an awful bruise covering her side. My eyes suddenly stopped on her arms, which were covered in loose bandages. I moved the bandages and I gasped when I saw almond-shaped cuts on her forearms.
“Babe…” I said quietly. I looked at her face for once, “I’m so fucking sorry, María. So, so sorry, you can’t even image how sorry I am. I shouldn’t have screamed at you that day, and I should’ve called you or something as soon as possible, not three months later” I sniffed and held her hand, “I’m so in love with you, it fucking hurts. It hurts me to see you like this” I started to cry and looked away. “Please come back. I was just confused; I've never been in a serious relationship, or not as serious as our relationship..." I stopped to take a deep breath, "When I saw what happened on the news I was horrified” I paused to look at her arms, “And when I heard you’d been attempting suicide for the last months... I wanted to die right there. This will sound cliché but you are literally my everything and I need you next to me” I sobbed for what I seemed to be hours when and looked at her face again.
After half and hour the beeping of the machine seemed to increase slightly and I started to panic, when I felt someone pressing my hand weakly.
“Jack?” I looked up to see a still very sleepy María opening her eyes. I squeezed her hand in return and smiled at her.
“Hey, baby” I leaned closer and placed a friendly kiss on her forehead. She started to cry. “How long have you been concious?” I wondered.
“I woke up an hour ago, but I fell asleep again” she yawned, “Why are you here? What happened?” she looked confused.
“You’re in hospital, you had an accident during-“ I started.
“I know that, Jacky. Why are you here?” she smiled at me. Jacky. I smiled back.
“I missed you” I tried to hold back the tears, "A-And when I saw the news, the a-accident, I-I came here to see y-you” I started to cry. She tried to sit up and I helped her, being careful where I put my hands, scared I’d hurt her.
“I missed you too” a tear rolled down her face and she turned away, using her bangs and her hair to cover her face. “I’m sorry you have to see me like this” she murmured. I put two fingers under her chin and turned her head so she was facing me. My other hand pushed her hair away from her face.
“Don’t be. I’ve missed you so much I don’t care in which mental or physical state you are” I studied her face carefully. She had bags under her eyes and small bruises on her neck and shoulders from the fall. She was a bit sweaty and dirty and I assumed they didn’t clean her properly when she got here.
I softened my gaze and looked at her lip. Jack, this is not the time- Oh, shut it, I’ve missed her.
I pressed my lips softly against hers and when I was about to pull away, she cupped my head with her hands and kissed me back. The kiss made the flock of eagles start in my stomach and I cherised every moment of it.
“I never stopped loving you” she said ina tiny voice, about to cry again. I pulled away and opened my eyes. She was looking down and a tear was silently rolling down her cheek. I pecked her lips and brushed that tear away with my thumb.
“I love you too” I leaned closer and hugged her carefully. She tried to take a deep breath and hissed. I pulled back immediately, scared I'd touched something that hurt her. “Sorry” I began to apologize, but she hushed me with a quick kiss.
“Don’t worry, it’s just that I can’t breathe in too deeply or my lungs hurt” she explained.
Just when we were about to kiss again, a nurse entered the room and María groaned quietly.
“Twice in a week? María, if you’re trying to beat your own personal record, you’re doing it wrong” the nurse said in english, using a very spanish accent.
“I’m not trying to beat any record, Gloria. I wasn’t planning this” María pointed her left side. Gloria chuckled.
“Well, are you going to present me your boyfriend or not?” she asked, eyeing me. I smiled when she said boyfriend and she winked at me when María rolled her eyes, so she wouldn't see.
“Jack, this is Gloria, my favourite nurse ever. Gloria, this is Jack, the guy I wrote his name on my hand” she said with a chuckle. Wait, why didn’t she deny I was her boyfriend?
I stood to hug Gloria, but instead she pecked both of my cheeks.
“Sorry… spanish customs” she apologized when she saw my confused expression.
“It’s okay” I smiled, sitting down next to María again. She turned to her, “By the way, you need to shower, and I can’t help you out because I have a kid to help, next door” she said simply. “You can either ask Monica for help or Jack. See you later!” my head shot up and Gloria walked out of her room.
María was staring straight ahead, at nothing in particular. I wanted her to choose me, but I thought about it: me trying to shower her without being turned on. Not possible. I’ll end up fucking her.
“No way I’m calling Monica” she stated.
“Why?” I asked, a smirk appearing on my face.
“Because she’s a bitch and-” she turned to me and saw my smirk. My eyes were slowly darkening as well, so they didn’t help me much.
“Horny idiot…” she chuckled.
“What did you expect? I’m Jack Barakat, I’ll always be a horny idiot” I exclaimed. She giggled. God, I’ve missed her giggles.
“Jack?” she looked away. I leaned closer to her and gave her a soft smile. “What are we right now?” she asked a bit shyly.
“I don’t know” I answered, honestly, “What do you want us to be?”
“I want to be with you” she looked up to me with sad eyes. I kissed the tip of her nose and she chuckled softly.
“I want to be with you too” I breathed out, kissing her lips. I smirked into the kiss and we pulled away, “So... you wanna be my girlfriend again?” I asked making it sound casual. She giggled again and kissed me back.
“Yes, please” she whispered to my ear.
“Don’t start with the whispering” I said in a low voice, “Or this will end badly” I teased.
We stared at each other until I spoke up again.
“You need to shower” I smirked.
“Yeah, right. You’re using it as an excuse just to see me naked” she chuckled and I helped her stand up and lead the way to the bathroom. I was helping her in everything I could and being extra careful with her sides.
“Jack, I only have broken ribs, not broken legs, thankyou” she smiled at me. “But thanks anyway” she kissed my cheek. I smiled at her and walked to the bathroom door.
“One question” she hummed for me to carry on, “why don’t you greet people kissing their cheeks?” Gloria said ‘spanish customs’ and María defined herself as a spanish girl, so why didn’t she do that?
“Well, not everyone likes being greeted that way” she stated. I chuckled.
“And how do you feel most comfortable?” I asked putting myself in front of her and blocking the bathroom door.
“Honestly? I prefer to follow my country’s customs, if not I feel weird and I don't know what to do” she smiled at me.
“Then do that. Don’t be afraid to do it, they’re your customs anyways” I smiled and pecked her lips. She was so addictive, I always wanted more.
We entered the bathroom and I sat on a stool. Her expression changed.
“What’s wrong, honey?” I asked, standing up and walking to her. I hugged her from behind.
“You don’t really want to see me naked right now, my skin’s a mess” she said with sad but warning eyes.
“I don’t care” I whispered in her ear and turned her around so I could kiss her deeply. She pressed her hips with mine, causing me to let out a very quiet groan, but she heard it and smirked. I had to pull away before I had a… erm… problem down my pants.
“Come on, get undressed” I sat on the stool again and kissed her shoulder.
She hesitantly took off the white and loose peter pan dress she was wearing, leaving her in only her panties. I let the fact of seeing all of her exposed scars and bruises aside and looked at her curves. María could be as thin as she wanted to be, but her skeleton had thick and defined bones, giving her curves, even when she was skinny. My eyes stopped at her beautiful breasts.
“Damn” I breathed out. She looked up. “You don’t wear bras in here or what?” I chuckled.
“I normally do, but my ribs are in such a 'delicate' state that the doctors aren’t taking any chances” she explained, crossing her arms in front of her breasts. I bit my lip and tried to look away.
“What’s wrong, honey?” she repeated what I said earlier, but with a devilish grin on her lips.
“I can’t have a boner right now” I whispered to myself.
“Why not?” she asked. Walking to me.
“Because I can’t be on top of you or pin you up hard against the wall without hurting you” I scoffed. She didn’t stop grinning.
“Well…” she started, getting closer to me and running her fingers up and down my arm, “there are different types of sex…” she smirked. I chuckled in a low tone.
“You know I’d love to give you a fucking orgasm right now and touch you but I have to shower you” I held back a chuckle.
“Well, you’ve ignored my cuts and bruises completely and moved directly to my breasts, so I think you won’t last like this for a long time” she lowered her voice. She was such a fucking tease when she wanted to. And, on top of it, she was fucking right.
I watched take off her panties, dropping them on the floor. I hissed in pleasure seeing my girlfriend- yes, girlfriend- naked.
I mean, I had seen her naked before, but I was more focused on finding her sweet spots that day, and I didn’t really look at her in detail. And, let me tell you, she was fucking perfect. Even her scars looked perfect on her, they were part of her now, and they indicated she had fought for herself.
She stood on the bathtub for a second and I ordered her to sit down. I kneeled and started the water running. I started to get hard when I watched her clean her body, paying special attention to her breats, hips and clit. I helped her with her back, shoulders, thighs and butt.
“Fucking tease” I said huskily. She looked up and leaned to kiss me and I already felt a familiar bulge forming in my jeans.
“Someone’s excited” she said in a sexy voice.
“I bet if I reached down there I could feel your soaking wet pussy almost begging for me to do something, so don’t start” I threatened, looking at her with dark, lust filled eyes. She returned me the same look before smirking and turned her head away from me.
Now her hair. This went quicker but I often found myself staring at the foam sliding down her body in every direction. I was hard as a stone when I helped her to stand up and rinse the extra foam off her and I wrapped her body around a towel.
She pressed herself against me, shaking by the sudden coldness of the room. I wrapped my arms around her. I could feel my problem relax a bit when she suddenly whispered in the most sexy voice she could do:
“You know I feel you against my inner thigh, Jacky”
I suddenly became sexually-frustated-horny-Jack. Enough was enough.
“You are sooo getting it” I threatened, pulling her carefully into my arms and carrying her bridal style to her bed. I locked the door firmly and got her clothes for later before I rushed to her bed again and throwing her clean clothes on the couch. She was completely naked.
I trailed kisses from her lips to her waist, kissing every cut and scar.
“Beautiful”
“Hot”
“Sexy”
“Intelligent”
“Lovely”
“Adorable”
“Perfect”
“Mine”
I said after kissing each one of her scars, repeating myself a lot, but that way she’d remember.
I took off my shirt and unbuckled my jeans, leaving me in boxers and moved further down and started kissing her inner thigh, sucking and making her breathe out in a sexy but painful way. She was holding back her moans.
“Baby, don’t hold back those sexy and irresistible moans of yours. I wanna hear you enjoy this” I said huskily.
“What if we get caught?” she breathed out. I stopped and when our gazes met, I sent her a devilish grin.
“It will heaten things up a bit, don’t you think?” I broke eye contact and sucked in, what I guess was her inner thigh’s sweet spot, and she let out the most beautiful moan in the world, making my cock harden.
I moved to her clit and started to rub soft circles around it, pressing harder each time. She started to breathe in, uneven and short breaths and I shoved one finger inside of her. She moaned soflty.
“You’re so wet” I smirked and shoved another finger inside of her, thrusting them in and out gently. When I thrusted a third finger, she screamed.
“Oh, Jack” she shouted.
“Yeah, baby, say my name” I thrusted harder, the rubbing on her clit getting faster. I wanted to go inside of her so bad, but I knew that would hurt her ribs a lot more, so I didn’t stop my fingers.
“J-Jack, I’m-“ she moaned. I pulled my fingers out and lowered my head.
I started to lick her folds and rubbed her clit gently, earning louder moans from María. I thrusted my tongue inside of her and moved it around, trying to find her g-spot. I touched something very lightly when she practically screamed. Found it. I smirked to myself.
I rubbed harder and faster on her clit and thrusted my tongue in and out of her, harder.
“Jack!” she shouted. Nothing turned me more on than hearing her soft moans, her sexy shouts and her begging tone.
“Jack, I-“ I thrusted harder and my fingers worked faster. Her legs began to twitch at some point and then to shake.
“Cum for me, baby” I comanded lustfully. She let go and her juices started to flow out of her whilst she moaned and tried to catch her breath.
I licked and swallowed her all the cum I could. When I finished I came up to her face and kissed her deeply. She kissed me back and then pushed me back. I heard her hiss when she breathed but she let it slip and stood up, dragging me with her.
She pushed me against a wall and started to make her way down my sweet spot on my collar bone, making me groan and pull my head back. She came to her knees and, with her teeth, pulled my boxers down.
That turned me on even more and I felt my dick slap my abdomen. She grabbed my dick and started to stroke it.
“Oh, fuck” I moaned.
She smirked and licked my length up and down whilst she stroke it with her hands aswell, her devilish eyes not leaving mine. She kitten licked my slit every now and then, making me break eye contact to pull my head back and moan loudly.
She positioned herself in front of me and took all of my length in her mouth. Her tongue licked my cock again, making me groan and moan like mad and then she started to bob her head, each time a bit faster.
I was a complete moaning mess when I felt the tip twitch.
“B-babe, I-I’m gonna-“ I didn’t even finish the sentence when I came in her. She swallowed it all and kissed the tip of my dick before standing up and kissing me passionately.
“I love you so much” I said into the kiss.
“I love you more” she kissed me again with a smirk.
I grabbed my boxers and jeans and put them up and she put her panties and her dress on again. I unlocked the door and laid next to her and put her head on my chest. I pulled her carefully closer and kissed her temple.
“I've fucking missed you so much" I whispered softly in her ear and I noticed how her breathing started to become relaxed and her eyelids didn't move anymore. I snaked my arm around her waist, extremely careful not to touch her broken ribs, and pulled her closer to me.

Notes

So I thought that I'd be nice to give you guys a smut chapter to celebrate they're together again :)
And sorry if it's crappy, I'm not very good writing smut, to be honest. But, hey, something's better than nothing.
Let me know what you think!

Title credit: Gods and Monsters by Lana del Rey.