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hurt/comfort - "stop whining, will you-?" || natasha

Belobog Arc spoilers :)

In which;
Natasha discovers you have an untreated wound and tension rises :)

Pain, blood, wounds, mentions of gore, violence

Fluffy ending in a part 2, i guess? :3

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"Agh-"

Your voice echoed through the room, and you squirmed onto your seat. Above you, a teal-green haired young woman sighed at your state, as her gloved hands held you down against the metal chair.

"Stop moving." The woman ordered, seeing that you didn't calm down - and you could see her eyes darting towards yours, pleading you internally. "Honey, please."

"Nat, it hurts... you do know tha-" You began, closing your eyes, trying to embrace the pain as much as you were capable of, but the woman cut you in your words.

"I know, Y/n." She hummed, slowly pushing away the clothing that covered your left hip. "But if you keep moving, that wound won't heal."

"I know that, and I'm sorry."

"Where did you get injured that badly, anyways?" She asked, taking a bottle of disinfectant from the side of the metallic plate, clipping it off and letting the cap clatter to the side.

You breathed in deeply, looking back at her.

"We had a face off with Svarog." You said, shaking your head from side to side. "It didn't end well. You should've known, Nat. You were there with us."

"I was. Yet, you never told me you had been injured." She sighed, staring back at you. "Why so?"

"I didn't want you to worry when you're the leader of Wildfire." You mumbled, hiding and ashamed.

"How many other people were injured other than you?" She sighed, padding the wound with another product that came from the Overworld. "How many of them hid away from me thinking I wasn't a good doctor?"

You stopped in your words, hesitant.

"Just Seele, I think." Was your answer, but the tone was so weak that Natasha was beginning to wonder if it were the truth. "... And I."

"When were you ever going to tell me about it, huh?" The ash-teal haired doctor questioned, sounding slightly annoyed. "Do you think I don't take this seriously-?!"

"Of course, I fucking do!" You snapped, suddenly jerking upwards and ignoring the stinging sensation of pain in your hip. "I admire you so much for the courage you demonstrate doing so-!!"

"Why didn't you tell me, Y/n-?!" Natasha bit back, as both your voices began to raise.

"Because I care about you, and I know you have many people to treat and that your sleep schedule is already so fucking bad."

"Do you have any other stupid ideas, Y/n?! Do you want to kill yourself and die from a severe haemorrhage?!" The doctor said fiercely, grabbing one side of your face to tilt your head upwards, forcing an eye contact. "If you do have any other dumb thoughts, you better tell me now."

"No." You spat out, staring right dead into her eyes. "But you will, if you exhaust yourself like that."

"Y/n-!!" Natasha grunted, defying your gaze. "I'm trying here, alright ?!"

"Stop hurting yourself for the sake of others-" You said, but the pain in your waist was rising too rapidly.

It caused you to fall back onto the chirurgical mattress breathing raggedly.

"Y/n don't move or it'll be worse-" This time, Natasha forgot all the grudges she held against you and you could hear that her voice was full of worry and concern. "Just don't move, please-"

"I'm sorry, Nat...." You mumbled weakly, looking back at her with a blurry vision. "I just didn't want you to worry about it too much..."

"Shh, it's okay Y/n. We'll settle this later, alright?" The teal-ash haired woman said, grabbing another pair of bandages and cotton wipes, padding your hip slowly. "Just stay quiet for now."

And so you let out a sigh, letting Natasha do what she did best.

Taking care of you.