John Constantine x reader

Hello nurse

Being a nurse wasn't the easiest of jobs but you loved it. The busier accident and emergency got the more you loved it, giving you more energy to power through and help as many people as you could.

It was a particularly slow night, just a few kitchen incidents and a poorly children. " hey (y/n) someone is asking for you specifically" one of your colleagues shouted, that never happened unless, oh god what has he done now? Your eyes widened as you internally started freaking out. You never freaked out no matter how bad the situation. It's what made you good at your job. You took the paper work from your college and made your way down to the specified room.

When you reached the room you opened the royal blue curtain in one swift motion "aw I was hoping you'd be wearing the sexy nurse outfit" the man flirted with a smirk on his face. His white shirt slightly torn and soaked in blood. "Shirt off" you commanded pulling the curtain closed. "I love it when your bossy" he commented which gained a death stare from you.

He started to unbutton his shirt revealing a nasty cut across his chest, wait were those claw marks? You face softened when you saw the marks, placing the paper work on the side and picking up a pair of rubber gloves. You blew into each one before putting them on. "I don't want to know do I John?" You questioned sitting in front of him, Pulling a cabinet on wheels towards you. "You already know" he replied, it was true you knew something had gone wrong.

You also knew he could self heal but sometimes he liked to pop down and let you do the work, it is as he said 'what you get paid for'. You set to work, cleaning the very messy wound, "your lucky it's not deep" you spoke cleaning away the last of the blood, honestly you was use to this by now. It wasn't often john paid a visit but it was enough to know what was going on. The two smaller cuts were closed up with butterfly plasters but the large one needed stitches.

"I know you still hate me but please don't take your anger out on me now" he begged watching you pull out a sharp needle from its packet. You smiled giggling "I'm not that cruel John, you know I forgive you" you explained threading the needle. Placing your free hand on his chest to hold the cut together. You had to take a deep breath to compose yourself, it had been a while since you last saw John and shirtless too for that matter.

As gently as you could you started to stitch his wound back together, John let out a few hisses even now and then when you accidentally pinched him with the needle. "All done, I was nice and there dissolvable so you don't have to come back" you explained pulling off your gloves each with a satisfying smack. "How are you doing since we, you know?" He asked, "John I'm leaving" you replied, tears filling your (e/c) eyes, you couldn't look at him. It felt like that day all over again.

He looked at you confused "I thought you loved your job" he pondered, you'd worked so had to get to where you are now. " I do. I got a job in a hospital in India, I can't stay in England anymore" you softly wept, you'd hoped you would have already gone before John stopped by. He instantly stood up and pulled you into a hug. You rested your head on his shoulder and let the hot tears roll down your cheeks. "I'm sorry, it's all my fault" John mumbled into your neck "please stay, please (y/n)" begging as his own hears rolled down your neck.

But it was too late you had already accepted the job, flights booked and found a flat to rent. "Goodbye John, you look after that lass of yours or I'll haunt you" you threatened with a smile as you pulled away. Leaving the room to go back to the nurses station. You sat at your computer to update johns notes and discharge him. Quickly you wiped away your tears as your college was coming towards you. "Who is that guy?" She asked, noticing he always requested you. "My ex" you answered dryly, well things just got awkward