KISS Oneshots

#7 Ace Frehley x Reader

The band Kiss was just rehearsing on their new stage as the lead guitarist Ace suddenly slipped and fell off the stage. He groaned as the rest of the band looked down on him from the stage. "You okay there Ace?", Paul asked worried. "Not sure yet Paul let me stand up and then ask again.", Ace answered laying his guitar off to the side and sat up. "Scratch that I'm not. Think I broke my leg.", he said looking down on his leg.

The other three sighed and layed away their instruments. "Come on Gene, we're gonna drive him to the hospital.", Paul said and Gene groaned. "I'm gonna talk to our manager. Call me if you hear some news.", Peter said walking off. Paul and Gene climbed down the stage and began to lift Ace up. They got him to a car and sat him in the backseat before sitting in the front, Paul in the drivers seat. "Okay, hang on there Ace the next hospital isn't far!", Paul told him before stepping onto the gas.

Y/N P.O.V

It was a really busy day at the hospital. I ran from one patient to the other cause everyone seemed to want something. As I was in the nurses' room again I sighed and sat down in a chair. I closed my eyes for a second before one of my colleagues walked in. "Y/N the emergency departement called, they need you down there for an x-ray. Apparently Susan went home not feeling well and there is a young man with most likely a broken leg.", she informed me. I sighed and nodded. "Thanks Maria, I'll be there in a minute." She nodded and went out of the room. I rested a moment longer before standing up from the chair and walking down to the emergency departement. There in the waiting room sat three men looking at me curiously. One of the nurses gave me the papers of the patient and I looked at it for the name. Then I smiled at the three men. "So, who of you three young men is Mr. Frehley?", I asked.

The one in the middle smiled at me. "That would be me.", he said. "Great, then follow me, we're gonna make an x-ray of your leg.", I told him and his friends helped him up. "Why didn't you take a wheelchair at the reception?", I asked curiously and they shrugged. "Didn't see them I guess.", one of his friends said. "Ok, then wait here, I'll go get one.", I said before leaving the room again. I grabbed one of the wheelchairs and walked back into the waiting room. "Here you go. Please sit down and I'll take you there.", I said and he sat down in the wheelchair with a bit help of his friends. "I would like you two to wait here.", I told his friends and they nodded. Then I wheeled him out of the waiting room and down the hall to the x-ray.

Arriving there I told him to pull up his pant leg and sit down under the x-ray. He did and I positioned his leg on the x-ray cassette. He groaned in pain as I turned his leg inwards. "I'm sorry but it needs to stay in this position for the doctor to see properly.", I told him and he nodded. I gave him a lead apron and then walked out. I took two pictures and then helped him back into the wheelchair. As he sat down, he smiled at me. "Thank you. You know, you're really pretty for a nurse.", he said and smirked. I blushed a little, before clearing my throat. "Thank you Mr. Frehley. I'll bring you back to your friends for now until the doctor is ready to tell you the result of the x-ray.", I said, while wheeling him back into the waiting room, leaving quickly afterwards.

Before I fully left the room I heard one of his friends chuckle. "What did you do to the poor lady Ace?", one of his friends asked but I couldn't hear the response. After the doctor finally looked at the x-ray it was clear that he broke his fibula. I prepared the plaster to wrap around his leg as another nurse wheeled him into the room. "Here you go Y/N! If you need any help with the plaster call me!", she said, leaving the room again. "So Y/N. Thats a beautiful name for a beautiful lady.", he said, getting up to lay down on the medical couch. I blushed and turned to the prepared plaster.

I heard him laugh quietly, but he stopped when the doctor walked into the room. "Hello Mr. Frehley I'm Dr. Smith. So how do you feel?", he asked him, sitting down on the stool. "Well I'm fine except the leg. Hurts pretty bad.", he told the doctor but I felt his eyes on me. "Thats not surprising. It looks like you broke your fibula. And it's a really complicated fracture. So could you tell me what happened?", the doctor asked, looking at his clipboard. "Well doctor, me and my friends in the waiting room are playing in a band. At rehearsal I slipped on something and fell off the stage.", he explained and the doctor nodded. "Now Y/N here will wrap your leg in plaster and you need to stay for a few days so we can have an eye on your healing process. In the worst case we need to operate your leg and patch it together again. See you tomorrow Mr. Frehley.", the doctor told him and left the room again.