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Ankle Injuries ~ E.O

(GxG. Y/N x Lizzie.
Lizzie sprains her ankle and the reader takes full care of her, nothing but fluff.)

You and Lizzie shared a cottage in New Foundland whilst filming your new movies. You were a producer, and your girlfriend was world renowned actress, Elizabeth Olsen.

Lizzie was in full gardening mode at the moment, she spent all her downtime gardening, it really helped with her anxiety. And you loved seeing her so content, the way she helps nurture the plants, really shows just how gentle a person she is.

You were sat at the kitchen table, sorting out your weeks schedule, when you hear a scream from the garden.

"Lizzie?" You got up and walked to the garden, "Are you okay, my love?"

"Y/N! I tripped over a brick." She shouted back, as you ran to her side.

"Are you hurt? Did you bang your head?" You frantically asked as your eyes scanned her body.

"I think I've sprained my ankle." She grimaced, indicating to her left foot.

You slowly helped her stand up, telling her to put all her weight through you and none through her ankle. After a few steps, you could see tears welling in her eyes and swiftly scooped her up into your arms.

Once back in the cottage, you laid your girlfriend on the couch, elevating her ankle with pillows before quickly grabbing the first-aid kit and ice.

You sat yourself on the floor, by your girlfriends injured ankle and carefully wrapped it in a bandage before placing the ice on top. You gave Lizzie some painkillers and settled next to her on the couch as you watched her favourite film.

"Hey, hey, hey. What are you doing?" You whispered, when you noticed her try to get up, a few hours later.

"I need the bathroom, and I need to cook dinner." She admitted, as you pushed her back down, being extremely careful of her ankle.

"No, don't walk on it, Lizzie. You need to rest, I'll carry you to the bathroom and then I will make dinner."

You gently lifted her, and carried her up the stairs, and then back down. You laid her back onto the couch and busied yourself making dinner.

You both took the rest of the week off, and you took care of your girlfriend. You would carry Lizzie around, even when she was adament she was fine to walk, but you were overprotective, in the best way. And secretly, Lizzie loved being carried.

"I'm sorry, I've been such a burden this week." Lizzie apologised, as you got into bed a few nights later.

"Shh, you could never be a burden, Olsen. You were hurt and needed help. Theres no shame in that." You whispered as she hid her head into the crook of your neck.

"Thankyou for taking such good care of me, you are truly the best girlfriend Y/n." She sleepily said.

"I love you so much, my Elizabeth." You whispered tucking stray hair behind her ear.