Devilish |link neal x reader

-Third Person POV-
Rhett and Link were in the hospital for broken limbs. Rhett with a broken arm and Link had broken his pelvis again and a leg.

You, were in a coma. For a long time.

It's been about three months since the car accident. Every single day Link would come in the morning and eat breakfast, 'with you' and he'd go to work and then come back for dinner since he ate lunch at work.

He was in a wheelchair at first, but then moved to crutches but now he was fully healed.

So was Rhett.

All you had to do, was heal yourself.

If that's possible.

Link comes over to the side of your bed and finally cries. After holding it in for all these months, he finally decided to let it all out. He sees a few tear drops land on your pale face and wipes them off.

"Please.. (Y/N)... Baby. I know you're in there... please wake up. For me.. for Rhett.. I don't care who but just please wake up. I hate being lonely at work. I know I have everybody else but no one else makes me smile like you. No one else made me laugh like you, cry like you, be happy like you. No one else. Because I love you, I do. I love you so much more than you'll ever know.

I need you back.

Who's gonna come to my house and help me when I get a bit carried away with drinking?

Who's gonna help me with the coffee machine at work?

Who's gonna tell me they have 'plans with Beyoncé'?

Who?

Really, who?

No one,

But I don't want no one.

I want you"

He started to cry into his own arm.

Just as he was about to leave the room, he heard a familiar voice.

"Link?"