Imagine For montygreenx

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You were working on a Glader who had cut their hand working with knives in The Bloodhouse. Typical slicers. They always get hurt and come running over thinking they were dying or something. They were just drama queens.
You touched the Gladers hand slightly, pulling back as soon as he flinched.
"Ouuuuuch." He whines.
"Oh shush. It's not that bad. Just a small cut."
"Yeah, easy for you to say. It hurts like hell for me."
You chuckle to yourself, putting a small bandaid on the cut.
"There you go, John. Now you can leave-"
You get cut off with the sound of a door slamming open, hitting hard against the wall.
You spin around quickly, looking at what on Earth would slammed the door like that.
Turns out, that something was Alby, Thomas, Newt and Gally carrying a badly hurt Minho.
His leg was badly bent, and blood was getting soaked into the fabric of his pant leg.
He was groaning from the pain from his leg, and sweat was formed on his forehead.
"Hey Audrey," Newt said, holding Mimho up with his arm. "Fix him up, would you? It would be a big help, actually."
Honestly, you couldn't even pay attention to Newts voice as you see Minho there, leaning on the wall while the others were holding him up.
Your breaths become deep, as you try to keep breathing even after the sight.
"You hear me, Audrey?" You heard Newt's voice again.
You couldn't answer him, though. You were too focused on Minho. His leg, severely out of place and blood everywhere.
You didn't like blood, that's why you never really became a slicer, but you could deal with a certain amount. This, well this was just too much.
And that's not even including the fact that it's Minho's blood. You don't even know why you were freaking out like this. You guys were only friends, picked on each other every now and again, but other than that, you two never showed feelings for one another.
"Audrey, if you don't answer or don't do anything, he's gonna bleed out."
You snapped your head in Newt's direction and nodded a little bit, but you still didn't answer.
Your breaths were still huge, making it almost impossible for you to think about doing anything else besides breathing.
"Audrey- oh shuck it. Get him on the bed." Newt instructed.
Alby nodded and grabbed Minho's arm, while the others carefully placed him on the bed in the corner of the room, next to the window.
The blood shimmered in the sunlight, which made you estimate exactly how much blood was actually there, and there was a lot.
"Audrey," Alby said, quite impatiently. "You need to clean him up. We can't do anything. He doesn't want us to, he says. Just go try to fix him up for us."
You had to admit, he was much more kind and polite about it than Newt, but you just thought that Newt was a little more impatient.
You nodded slightly, walking over to him, biting your lip.
God, why did I choose this job? You thought.
You stand next to his head. He looks up at you and smiles a little bit, but quickly straining his face at the new bit of pain that hit him.
"Hey," he says, croaking out. "I think I hurt my leg."
You nod and look at it.
"Oh really, Captian Obvious? Had no idea." Gally comments.
"Oh shuck it, you shank."
He tries to grab his leg, but pulls back as pain shoots through his leg at a simple touch.
You walk over to his leg, grabbing some scissors and cutting the pant leg from his ankle to his knee. You saw his leg and automatically freaked out.
There was blood, and a lot of it, and you could barely see his bone. How you were going to fix this, you had no idea.
"I- I don't know..." you start.
"Don't know what?" Minho says, painfully.
"I don't think I can fix it."
"Why not?"
"Because it's just... just..."
"Come on, you can do it. I know you can. You dealt with Ben remember? And he was- ah... much worse than me."
You knew it was true but you didn't want to admit it.
"His wasn't this bad."
"Audrey, am I... am I stung?"
"No."
"Am I dying?"
"No."
Newt scoffs and says, "He will be if you don't hurry, you know."
"No," Minho says. "I'm not dying right now am I?" He glares a bit at Newt and then looks back at you.
"Come on, you can do it.. I believe you... you can."
You smile a bit, and you nod.
"Okay..."
He smiles as much as he can and you pull away the two pieces of the fabric that you cut in half.
There's a lot of blood, but you order one of the guys to get a wet rag and some medicine.
After what seemed like hours, and a lot of yells you thought could only come from hell itself, you clean the leg, put it back into place, and set it.
"There." You say when you finally finish.
Minho was still scrunching his face lip when you finished. It was a painful process and you had no idea how you made it through.
"Shuck," Alby commented. "That was good. See? I said she would be a good Med-Jack."
"You say a lot of things, Alby." Newt commented back.
Thomas chuckled a little.
Minho at once sat up, even after you told him no, and demanded they leave him in peace.
"Ooooooooh..." Thomas said. "You just want alone time with Audrey, don't you?"
He wiggled his eyebrows a bit and the others laughed.
"What? No. I just don't feel like listening to you slintheads. You guys get annoying. Gally gets annoying trying to be cool, Alby gets annoying with his orders, and Thomas gets annoying with wanting to do anything and everything and Newt, seriously sometimes your accent is a little bit too much."
They all looked at him, almost in complete and udder shock.
"Excuse me?" They all say in unison.
You try to contain your laughter, but you failed.
They all left out of that, mostly because they were kinda ticked at Minho.
"Good job," you say. "You made them mad for the rest of the day."
He chuckles. "Yeah but it got rid of them, didn't it?"
"You want me to leave too, then?"
"No. I want to thank you. None of those shuck faces would've known how to do it."
You laugh again, happy he thanked you.
You sat on the edge of the bed, near his leg, but careful with it.
"Audrey?" He says.
"Yes?"
He sat up again, and pecked your cheek.
You felt a funny sensation in your stomach. Butterflies maybe.
"Thanks." He said.
"You're very welcome." You replied.

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Okay so I had a little fun with this one.
I hope you enjoyed it, and I'm still taking requests if you guys want. I'm currently working on the other imagines I've just been super busy with school, but trust me, they're coming.
Btw I know this one was like super unrealistic in a way, like he had an open fracture WHY IS HE JUST COMPLETELY OKAY NOW?!
Tbh I don't know I just kinda went with it.
So I hope you like it!

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