Broken Enough (Ninjago x Male Reader)

Chapter Three: Whispers of the Moon

As the race's adrenaline faded, (Y/n)'s injuries grew more pronounced. With a grimace, he let himself be guided back to the Bounty, where Zane offered aid despite (Y/n)'s standoffishness. Once settled in a secluded spot, Zane readied supplies while (Y/n) hesitated.

Zane noticed the hesitation and reassured, "Don't worry, (Y/n). I'll take care of you."

Meanwhile, Lloyd, Cole, and Kai hastened to continue training, eager to hone their skills. Their footsteps echoed as they vanished into the training area. Nya, Jay, and Pixel busied themselves with repairing and upgrading the Ultra Sonic Raider, voices drifting back as they discussed plans.

Zane fetched a chair, motioning for (Y/n) to sit. "Please," he said softly. (Y/n) complied, observing Zane's every move keenly. Zane felt the weight of (Y/n)'s gaze, oddly comforting yet unfamiliar.

With supplies gathered, Zane returned, gently removing (Y/n)'s mask. As it came off, revealing (Y/n)'s stoic face, Zane paused, struck by his beauty. "Something wrong?" (Y/n) asked, breaking Zane's reverie. Zane shook his head, cheeks flushing. "My apologies, (Y/n)," he replied, slightly breathless.

As Zane examined (Y/n)'s head, he noticed dried blood matted in his hair. "Looks like you took quite a hit," Zane remarked, his tone soft but concerned.

(Y/n) simply shrugged, a nonchalant expression on his face. "Guess so," he replied casually.

Without hesitation, Zane fetched a washcloth, dampened it, and gently started to clean the dried blood from (Y/n)'s hair, being careful not to graze the cat ears on the young man's head. As he worked, he observed the persistent bleeding. "The bleeding hasn't stopped," he noted, his brow furrowing slightly with concern. He quickly cleaned and bandaged the young man's head. "If it doesn't stop by the end of the day, I'll put in stitches to properly close the wound."

"Alright, take off your clothes."

(Y/n) looked up at Zane with a small smirk forming on his lips, his interest now piqued. "Are you trying to get me naked, Frosty?" (Y/n) quipped with a playful smirk, his tone teasing as he eyed the android. Slowly unzipping his jacket while maintaining eye contact with the nindroid. Caught off guard by his own words, Zane quickly attempted to clarify, his face flushing slightly beneath his metallic exterior. "I-I apologize if that came out wrong," he stammered, a touch of embarrassment evident in his voice. "I simply meant to assess your injuries, nothing more."

As (Y/n) complied with Zane's request, he removed the rest of his garments, leaving him clad only in his boxers. As he did so, intricate tattoos adorned his skin, their vibrant colors and intricate designs catching Zane's attention. Curiosity piqued, Zane couldn't help but inquire about the tattoos as he continued to assess (Y/n)'s injuries. "Your tattoos are quite remarkable," he remarked, his gaze lingering on the colorful artwork. "May I ask their significance?"

(Y/n) let his face fall as he pondered for a moment wondering how to proceed. "I believe it's a branding of some sort like a mark of where I come from. I've had them since I was a child I don't remember much from back then."

"I see." Zane stated as he continued to make quick work of patching Y/n up. "Give it to me straight, Doc? Am I going to live?" (Y/n) inquired while Zane chuckled at his antics. "In all seriousness, I'd say you're going to live to see another day." Y/n let out a theatrical sigh, feigning disappointment. "Well, there goes my chance at an early retirement. I was really hoping to skip out on adulting for a while longer." He stood up stretching his ears twitching as he did so. "Sorry to burst your bubble. But we're going to need you around for a while longer." Zane told Y/n as he was putting away all the medical supplies With a twinkle in his eye, Zane reached into his pocket and pulled out a cotton candy-flavored lollipop, holding it out to Y/n who excitedly took it unwrapping the treat popping it into his mouth.