Ember had always prided herself on her dedication and skill in the Fireplace, where she and her father worked tirelessly. Today, the task was particularly demanding: they needed to prepare a large quantity of meat for the evening's feast. Ember, focused and determined, was at the cutting board, slicing through the meat with a precision born from years of practice.
Her frustration had been mounting throughout the day. The meat was tougher than usual, and despite her best efforts, the cuts weren't coming out as neatly as she wanted. Each slice seemed to require more effort, and the frustration was beginning to build up, clouding her usually meticulous focus. She gripped the knife tighter, her movements growing more forceful.
As she pressed down with increased pressure, the knife slipped unexpectedly. In a moment of distraction, her hand wavered, and the blade grazed her arm. A sharp, searing pain shot through her, and she gasped as she saw the bright red blood beginning to pool around the cut. Her heart raced with alarm.
Her father, caught up in his own tasks, was unaware of the accident. Ember tried to stem the bleeding with a cloth, but the blood flow was persistent and troubling. The pain was intense, and her frustration gave way to panic. She realized she needed help but was in no condition to seek it out.
Just then, Wade Ripple, her boyfriend, arrived at the Fireplace. He had come by to visit and lend a hand if needed. As he entered the room, his compassionate eyes immediately noticed the distress on Ember's face. "Ember, what happened?" he asked, his voice filled with concern.
Seeing the blood and the pain in her eyes, Wade quickly moved to her side. "Let me help," he said, his tone soothing and reassuring. He gently took her arm and examined the wound. "We need to stop the bleeding. Let's get this under control."
Wade's transparent nature allowed him to handle the situation with a calm and steady demeanor. He grabbed a clean cloth and applied pressure to the wound, his touch gentle but firm. "You're going to be okay," he assured her, his empathy evident in every word. "Just breathe. We'll take care of this."
Ember winced but tried to focus on Wade's comforting presence. She felt a wave of relief wash over her as he expertly tended to her injury. His actions were precise, his compassion unwavering. He wrapped the cloth around her arm to apply a bandage, ensuring the bleeding was managed effectively.
Once the immediate crisis was under control, Wade helped Ember sit down and took a moment to assess her condition. "How are you feeling?" he asked softly, his eyes filled with genuine concern.
"I'm... better now, thanks to you," Ember replied, her voice trembling slightly. "I didn't realize how much I needed help until you were here."
Wade smiled, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "It's okay. Accidents happen. The important thing is that you're safe now. Let's get you cleaned up and make sure you're okay."
With Wade's help, Ember was able to get cleaned up and tended to properly. Her father, noticing the commotion and seeing Ember's injury, came over and expressed his concern and relief that Wade had arrived in time.
As the day wound down, Ember reflected on the events with gratitude. The injury, though painful, had brought her closer to Wade, highlighting the depth of his compassion and the strength of their relationship. His support during the crisis had been a reminder of how fortunate she was to have someone so caring and reliable by her side.
As they sat together, Ember and Wade shared a quiet moment of understanding. Despite the day's challenges, their bond had been strengthened by the experience. Ember knew that no matter what difficulties lay ahead, with Wade's support and her own determination, she could face them with renewed strength and resilience.
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Ember X Wade oneshots
RomanceSome oneshots of Ember and Wade being the most cute couple of the world! (I don't own the characters, some imagines written by me and others by @Franciscoxz_) PG-13! 1. **Language:** Mild to moderate profanity, but not extreme or pervasive. 2. **Vio...