WHITE HANK (WANK) X READER

: INJURY

CW / TW : Mentions of stitches, blood, gunshots

"Wank, I told you to stay safe!" you lightly scolded her as you finished up stitching a pretty deep wound, you washed your hands before moving onto the bandaging, Wank chuckled sheepishly before apologizing, "..sorry love, I didn't notice it because of the adrenaline pumping through my body" she spoke.

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Earlier today, she had a mission to go to, you sat in the car, waiting for Wank to finish up with this agency, you saw her run out and quickly slid into the car window that was open "GO GO GO BABE-!" she shouted quickly.

She pulled out a gun as you hit the petal, driving fast, she shot a couple of agents that were attempting to follow behind, the loud sounds of gunshots was something you were used to, but didn't like because of how it rang in your ear afterwards.

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Now you're here in the bathroom, finishing bandaging her up as she admired you up close, she snapped out of her trance, hearing you speak. "I'll help you take off your clothes and clean you with a wet rag.." you spoke softly.

You've done this often, it wasn't sexual or anything like that, but rather intimate, domestic.

As you carefully slid off her last article of clothing, you took out a rag from under the cabinet, wetting it under the sink with warm water before turning around, gently scrubbing off the dried blood that stained her scarred body.

Wank enjoyed telling you how she got each scar, she showed them off like they were trophies, she was never shy nor self conscious about them. 

You made sure you were extra gentle with this one, carefully cleaning off the blood that dried above her recent injury.

Wank's hand made its way to your head, petting you softly as an apology, "I love you" she spoke softly, you smiled at this, replying back to her words- "I love you too."