les sequelles - Eric Coulter 1

91. Help Me Get Dressed

Imagine: Eric having to help you get dressed after you get injured.

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You force yourself off your cot in the infirmary, groaning in the process, every inch of your body is in excruciating pain. You had been forced to go out on patrol in the factionless area, even though that wasn't your area of your patrol. You had been sulking around the streets, looking for any strange behaviour when you had suddenly found yourself surrounded by a bunch of factionless. You fought viciously, until you could fight no more, there were too many against you, you would have been dead if it hadn't been for Eric. Then again, you would have never been put in the situation if it hadn't been for Eric taking you there.

"Lay down," You painfully turn your head to face Eric. You and Eric transferred to Dauntless together from Erudite, the two of you had a love-hate relationship, you were best friend but at times, you couldn't stand each other, this was one of those times.

"I'm fine," You state irritably, it was his fault you were in this condition.

"I brought you some stuff," He throws a pile of clothes next to you, you look down at your own clothes, they were dirty and sticking to your body with blood and sweat.

"I hope you didn't mess up my apartment in the process," Of course your best friend had a key to your apartment; however he was not always careful with other people's possessions.

"I'm not that bad," He smirks.

"Alright, turn around and let me change Eric."

"You're going to change on your own?"

"Yes."

"Y/N, you can barely move-"

"Eric, I can do it! Just turn around," He obeys and you attempt to unbutton your shirt, you wince, unable to will you hands to reach the top button. Eric turns around, looking at you as if to say, 'I told you so.' You groan, "Alright, alright, fine! C-come help me."

"Did the mighty Y/N just stutter?" He smirks again, and no matter how much pain it causes you, you manage to give him the finger. He walked over to you and slowly unbuttoned your shirt, you look away, you and Eric had always been just friends, and this was a little too intimate for you. Eric carefully removed you shirt, and let his eyes carelessly wander your body, normally you would have made a snarky remark to get him to stop, but right now, for some reason you just couldn't.

You were brought back to your senses when Eric attempted to move your hands above your head to get you into your clean shirt. You yelp in pain and grip onto Eric's arms, the pain brings tears to your eyes, "Eric, stop, stop, stop!"

"Alright, relax Y/N, let's try again," He attempts to lift your arms up again, one by one and very gently this time. You wince, but this time it's not as bad, "Maybe I picked the wrong shirt."

"You think genius?"

"Do you really think you should be being mean to me when you're in such a vulnerable position?"

"You wouldn't hurt me," You say sticking your tongue out.

"Alright, on to the pants I guess," He says, attempting to unbutton your jeans, you blush insanely, "Wow Y/N, I don't think I've ever seen you blush before."

"Eric, shut up and hurry up!"

"What's the hurry sweetheart?" He asks flirtatiously, you groan and he chuckles, "Alright, alright."

He pulls your jeans down and you groan in pain, "Why do girls always have to wear such tight jeans, like how the fuck do you even walk in these things?!"

He finally manages to painfully yank them off, and he eventually, helps you full your sweats on. He then proceeds you help place you back on your cot, you smile up at him, "Thank you Eric."

"Uh, yeah, no problem sweetheart," he turns to leave, but you stop him.

"C-can you stay here for a little longer?" He nods silently and slides into the cot next you, this wasn't the first time you had shared a bed, but this felt different, you eventually fall sound asleep in his arms.

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