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Go ahead and park after dark Fallen star, I'm your one call away

Summary:

Rose gets hurt during a battle, Y/N helps her clean her wounds.

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TW: Mentions of injury

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You hissed as you cleaned the wound you sustained on your forearm, you had just gotten into a fight with Danny, thankfully only a handful of the True Knot were injured, thankfully you were able to shoot the two attackers with your shotgun before the situation got dire.

Grazing the cloth along your arm, you made sure to remove the dirt that had been on the injury, since you had fallen into the dirt, the crimson liquid soaked the washcloth, changing its pure red color to a watered down pinkish tint as you cleaned it.

After patching up your wound and wrapping it in some gauze you had purchased from the pharmacy, you head to you made your way to Rose's trailer, it seemed awfully silent and eerie now, you were immensely worried because your girlfriend had been in the center of the fight, and she probably got injured, earlier that day when the others were patching up their wounds, she walked past, though she may have just looked tired to her fellow members, you knew something was wrong, she was shaky and weak, and didn't bother to approach you and ask if you were okay.

As you open and closed the trailer door, you could hear audible shuffling, along with grunting noises, you made your way to the sound worriedly, which seemed to be coming from the bathroom, opening the door, you found Rose holding up a washcloth to her side, you gasped, as you saw the wound on the side of her abdomen, she stared up at you eyes a bit dilated from all the blood she lost.

"Jesus Rose..." You muttered frantically as you rushed to kneel by her side, pressing on the wound to stop it from bleeding any further.

"L-Lock the door..." she hissed out, you turn your head in disbelief, how could she be worried about the fucking door at a time like this?

But she gave you a stern look, shooing your hand away as she pressed on the cloth on herself, you stared at her hesitantly, gulping as you followed her instructions.

"I-It's nothing serious the bullet just grazed my abdomen..." she told you.

"Why didn't you tell them you were hurt!?! How could you say it's nothing serious!?!? You're bleeding out in your fucking bathroom" You scolded her, she seemed oddly nonchalant, but when you eyes started watering she softened, her own hazel orbs staring at you regret fully, you sat beside her, hand holding hers tightly, as if she would fly away into the cold night.

"I-I can't trust them enough... I can't depend on them, I'm their leader... I need to be tough... and strong..."

"Rose-"

"But to you I'm different... to you... I'm... so much more, you don't look up to me, you care about me, those assholes outside? They care about me because I give them what they want, immortality. but they'd turn on me in a heartbeat if they wanted to, but you'd stick around...I know you would.... Right?"

"Babe. Of course I would..." you muttered, your heart shatter as tears fell from her eyes, you caressed her face gently, your other hand pressing against her side and kissing her softly, as if to reassure her.

"I love you so, so much, you don't know how scared I was seeing your wound, I can't lose you, I don't only want you, I need you too..." you told her after you broke off from the kiss, she smiled, still weary from her wound, you stared down at fearfully, she squeezed your arm, her way of telling you that she's okay, "I'll put some alcohol on it, it'll disinfect it..." you told her, making her wince at the thought.

"I'm sorry, is this our stab wound?" She quipped, you giggled grabbing the first aid kit beside her, you then took out the alcohol, you lifted her shirt as she laughed, and placed the damp cloth with alcohol on her wound.

"Damn, warn a girl next time." She hissed out, you kissed her gently, which seemed to calm her down, you then slowly cleaned the wound with a damp washcloth, she would grunt occasionally, though you gave her kisses in exchange for her tolerance.

After cleaning up all the things you used, you carried her to the bed, she giggled informing you she could walk properly, you ignored her, giving her featherlight kisses on her forehead, you then laid her on the bedsheet, before laying with her.

"I love you so much baby, please don't ever leave me..." she whispered, nuzzling into your neck.

"I Love you too, and I'll never leave you. It's you and me against the world."