les sequelles - Eric Coulter 1

61. Comforting

Imagine: Eric comforting you when you break down after having a bad day.

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You walk into your and Eric's shared apartment, trying to swallow the lump forming in your throat, you worked in the infirmary at Dauntless, and of course, your boss always chose to blame you if anything went wrong. After what happened today, your boss should have supported you rather than singling you out, especially when you already blamed yourself for it.

"Hey Y/N!" Eric says from the couch, you hum in response, and he instantly knows something's up, you normally reply to him cheerily. You sit down on the couch next to him and put your head in your hands. You've always been a tough girl, you hate letting people see you cry, even Eric. In your mind, crying is weakness, and you refuse to show weakness.

You take deep breaths to keep the tears from coming and Eric places his hand on your back and begins rubbing circles, "What's wrong Y/N?"

You shake your head, not trusting your voice; Eric leans in and gently kisses your cheek, that does it for you. You let out a whimper, and wrap your arms around Eric, hiding your face in his chest. He holds you tightly, within the four years that you and Eric have been together, he's only seen you cry four or five times, so whenever something like this happens, Eric takes it very seriously, "Y/N, baby, what's wrong? What happened sweetheart?"

"He kept trying- I promised- I failed Eric, I couldn't do it!" You say through sobs, not able to formulate proper sentences.

"Shh, Y/N," He fills up a glass of water for you, which you take thankfully, "Now relax baby, tell me what's happening."

"Remember the 7-year-old boy with the injured leg," You ask through tears.

"The one you were taking care of?" You nod.

"I promised, I fucking promised I'd help him, I promised he'd be fine Eric!" Eric rubs your shoulders and neck, as you tell him, "I couldn't do it Eric, the kid got worse today, we had to amputate his leg."

Eric breaths out a curse, "We could get him a bionic-leg brace, I could hook it up from Erudite Y/N. Please stop crying Y/N, we'll figure something out."

"No we won't Eric! During the amputation, we hit a wrong nerve, and the kid paralyzed from waist down! He's only seven Eric!" Your sobs start again, and he holds you.

"I'm so sorry Y/N, baby it's not your fault though, you couldn't have done anything about it," He sooths.

"Yes it is Eric! It is my fault, I should have worked harder, I should have taken better care of him, that's what my boss says!" He clenches his jaw at the mention of your boss.

"Since when did you start listen to what she says Y/N, baby she's trying to make you feel bad. Please stop crying baby," Eric continues to hold you and rub your back for another fifteen minutes until you're finally able to calm down.

"Thank you Eric," You wipe your puffy eyes and Eric leans into give you a long, passionate kiss. You were so lucky to have Eric in your life, he might be an asshole to everyone else, but he was always here for you when you needed him.

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