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34 - You Get Injured

Hey guys! This was a requested one from quite a while back, so please enjoy! And I️ have some really sad news to share, after a few more parts I️ won't be writing for this book anymore. If you want the full report on why and what I'll be writing for after, check out my most recent post on my Message Board.

Shiro

You were trying to assist Shiro with a mission currently, which included him lowering you down into a Galra facility and damaging their control panel that was on a far wall.

You held your weapon close to your chest in an effort to keep quiet, and once you were lowered enough, you quickly shot at the panel and tugged in the rope to signal Shiro that you'd succeeded and that the panel was destroyed.

He went to pull you up, but a few soldiers spotted him and he wrapped the rope around his arm, fighting them off. One missed his arm and instead cut the rope.

Everything from then went in slow motion. You could feel yourself fall and Shiro called out to you as he defeat he last solider. You hit the walkway and your world went black.

~

You woke up on the floor, most likely ejected from the cryotubes. You slowly sat up, attempting to stand when Shiro entered. He immediately ran to your aid, assisting you up by draping one of your arms around his shoulders.

"What happened?" You asked, shifting in his grip as you felt pressure on your left leg. "You broke your left leg, you fractured your arm and have a mild concussion. You've been in the cryopod for two weeks", he replied, helping you out of the room and into yours.

~

"Are you sure you don't need anything?" Shiro asked, adjusting his shoulder piece as he looked at you, eyebrows knit with concern, "I'll stay if you need me to."

"No", you said, "you should be helping the team out, especially since you have been taking care of me a lot and missed missions. Go."

He gave a sigh before kissing you. "Don't move. I'll be back soon."

Lance

Lance was shooting at some targets in the training room, practicing his long range sniping from a platform several yards away. He was focused exclusively on the target when you walked in, scaring Lance. He yelled out in surprise, and quickly moved to shoot you in a hurry, unaware it was you.

He soon realized when you groaned out in pain that it wasn't an intruder. He gently came down from his platform, easing down with his jet pack. Once his feet hit the ground, he ran to you.

"Babe are you okay?" He asked, helping you up. He wrapped his and your arm around each other's shoulders. "I️ was going to tell you to get ready for training but I️ guess you already were", you said, squeezing your eyes in pain at the shot you took to your shoulder. It was not like a bullet, but your shoulder was probably badly burnt, the beam of hot light nearly searing your skin off as it passed your shoulder.

"Let's get you to the medical center. I'll get Pidge to help access your wounds."

~

"Their shoulder will scar and be sensitive from the shot, but with a cold room, lots of ice and no missions for two weeks, they'll be alright", Pidge said, gently finishing her makeshift ice pack sling around your shoulder and armpit.

Lance thanked her as she walked out, giving you a sad look. "I'm okay", you responded, pulling him closer to you on the bench, "Pidge said I'll be fine."

"But I️ hurt you. It's not okay for me to hurt my significant other. It makes me mad that I️ could have prevented it if I️ had just been more aware. I'm just stupid and they're right: I️ shouldn't be taken seriously", he said. Your eyebrows knit in annoyance and you kissed him.