i hurt my ankle like a week ago and sprained it i think idk but it inspired this imagine lol. this takes place during season 2 of st and just pretend steve and nancy never dated ig. this imagine has a lot of dialogue 🤪
you walk through the halls of hawkins high to 4th period when all of a sudden you hit the floor, your right ankle started hurting to the point where you wanted to cry. you groan, biting your lip attempting to muffle your pained moans. you made eye contact with 4 or 5 people who looked over at you to see what was going on.
"woah woah, you okay?" someone says, you werent sure who was speaking until you saw his face, steve harrington.
"uh not really" you were holding back groans that managed to slip out.
"can you walk?" steve asked, you could tell he was genuinely concerned. you only shrugged in response. "okay well lets see" steve wrapped his arm around your shoulder for stability. you attempted to stand up to which went pretty smooth although you werent putting any weight on that foot.
"okay, you got it" steve reassures you, his hand still around your shoulder. you begin to put weight on your right leg but quickly fail. you were in immense pain. you were going to fall but steve caught you.
"shit, uh thanks steve"
"of course, ill take you to the nurses office" you were slightly confused because you couldnt walk so how was steve going to help you?
"how?" you question him.
he uses his free hand, placing it underneath your knees. steves left hand that was around your shoulder was now under your armpit. he pulled you up into his chest.
oh. he was gonna carry you to the nurses office.
you blushed slightly as he looked down into your eyes. your eyes scrambled anywhere but steves beautiful brown eyes. he carries you in the direction of the nurses office. eventually we reach nurse martins office.
"nurse martin? um she hurt her ankle, maybe sprained it? we arent sure."
you hold your hand up when steve says 'she' letting the nurse know who you are.
"okay, just set her down over there" nurse martin points to a cot in the corner. steve walks over to the cot, gently placing you on it. the nurse rolls over to you in her chair on wheels.
"okay where does it hurt sweetie" nurse martin asks you.
"my right ankle" you answer her.
"okay take your shoe off" you untie your shoelaces and slip your shoe off your heel. you put your shoe on the ground. you notice steve is still in the room. he is up against a file cabinet, his arms are crossed infront of his chest but he isnt mad. nurse martin notices it too.
"you dont have to stay in here steve"
you hear the nurse speak breaking the silence in the room.
"i want to" he replies back with. you wondered how the nurse knew steves name and then you remembered steve got in a lot of fights so she probably bandaged him up on one or more occasions. you turn your head towards steve and give him a soft smile, which he returns.
the nurse rolls back over to her desk, reaching in a box of gloves. she puts them on and touches your ankle, you groan and wince at her actions.
"im sorry sweetie but i have to do this to figure out whats wrong"
"no no its fine" technically it wasnt fine, you had made a fool of yourself in the middle of the hallway and you were in great pain.
nurse martin feels one spot on your ankle that didnt hurt. "it doesn't hurt there?" she asked you, her glasses were slightly falling off her nose. you nod no. she spends a little more time seeing where it hurt for you.
