Your tartan shirt (st Gareth x reader)

🌸Fight scenario🌸

It was just a Saturday, i was watching TV and laying on the couch. My aunt was upstairs sleeping.
I had a bowl of popcorn with me and was watching horror movies, jumping at every jumpscare.
Being on edge, I practically fell if the couch when someone suddenly knocked on the door.

"Shit-" i said, lifting myself up and scratching my head.
"Comin!" I shouted, getting up to walk to the door.
I opened it, to see Gareth standing there.
"Oh hey- Gareth!!" I exclaimed, seeing that he had had bruises on his face, a nose bleed and a split eyebrow.
"Gareth what the FUCK happened?!" I said, grabbing him and pulling him inside.

"Hi Y/n. Sorry to stop by so early.." he said nervously.
I walked him over to the couch to sit him down and handed him the popcorn.
"No I'm glad you did.. did you get yourself into another fight?" I asked. He looked away, frowning and then wincing when his eyebrow moved.
"I guess." He said
"What was it about this time." I said, walking to the kitchen to get the first aid kit my aunt kept.

"Some guy at school. He was being an asshole so i sorta said something about him and he started a fight." I frowned at his idiocy.
"Did you at least finish the fight?" I asked.
"I knocked him out." He said
"Thats my boy." I said proudly, then rethinking and stepped back a bit.
"Although, you shouldn't be saying stuff to people. What did you say?"
He was about to reply when i held my pointer finger up.
"I actually don't think i wanna know."

Which made him huff and smile.
I fumbled around in the big blue box of medicine to find the right supplies.
"God that looks painful." I say, looking at the gash on his eyebrow.
I grabbed a damp cloth and held it up.
"This may hurt." I say, gently applying pressure to it, making him flinch a little.

"Gareth you need to promise me you won't get beat up anymore." I said
He smiled
"I really can't promise that."
I used my finger to move his chin so he looked at me.
"Promise. Me." He stared for a moment, looking up at my eyes.
"I'll try."
I smiled. "I care about you Gareth, I don't want you getting hurt so much. This is the second time this month." I said
"You care about me?"
I huff.
"You know i do. I love you." I said, leaning forward to give him a quick kiss on the lips.

I then took the cloth off the wound, and sprayed it with an antibiotic spray. Then i grabbed a plaster and carefully placed it on top.
"You're joking."
"Wdym."
"This plaster has hearts and cats on it."
"What's wrong with hearts and cats?"
He sighed
"Nothing i guess."
"Good." I said smiling, "I'm gonna go grab ice for your cheek." I said, getting up to grab not ice, but frozen peas.

"Thanks." He said as i handed it to him to put on his cheek.
I then noticed a little patch of dark looking wet blood on his stomach area.
"Gareth.. what's that." I say
"That? Oh nothing." He said covering it with his sleeve.
I frowned, and went to lift a bit of his shirt up, making him jump backwards in surprise.
"Gareth theres a huge graze there!" I said crossly.
He sighed.
"Ya i know."
"Were you just not gonna tell me?"
"Didn't want you to worry."

I sigh again
"I'll go grab more peas."