Empyreal Adventures (Ezra X Reader) -Discontinued

Blood, Sweat, and Tears

To say your face was blushing mess was an understatement. It looked more like a volcano was about to go off. Covering your face with your unrestrained hand, you let out a shaky breath. My god, you thought to yourself.

"(Y/N), I'm sure everything with be ok," Chin-Sun told you before gently patting your good shoulder.

Your (E/C) eyes followed her as she moved throughout the room collecting supplies. The nurse paused for a moment. As if she was suddenly brought out of her thoughts, she bursted back into movement. Chin-Sun returned next to you. Motioning for you to lift your arm, she gently unwrapped the sling around yourself. You quietly watched her movements. Eventually, her voice broke the air.

"Have you been feeling any pain in your shoulder?" She asked softly.You shook your head.

"Good," she stated before moving on.

Letting out a huff, you moved your injured shoulder only to realize how stiff it was from not moving for a day. Glancing back up to the Asian woman, she pointed at your black shirt. Receiving Chin-Sun's message, you struggled to pull it off. So much so, you got stuck. Letting out a small squeak, the nurse began to chuckle. With a quick pull, she released you from your trap. You took the opportunity to glance at the gauze covering your wound. Mixtures of red were splattered among the once white cloth. Tiny, bright red dots began to appear. A look of panic was displayed onto your face. Chin-Sun quickly noticed, and gazed at the bandages.

"Honey, it's ok. That's what happens when you move a healing wound," she reassured.

Lifting your arm, you pulled it through your bra strap. Gently, the black haired woman began to pry away the gauze surround your chest. Cold air shocked your exposed (S/C) skin. You let out a shudder. When the nurse removed the final gauze, you were finally able to see your wound. The grotesque sight was one that could make anyone gag. Your skin was a combination of pinks and reds where you were hit. The outer edges were just beginning to heal. Scabs were attempting to form. Key word: attempting. There was also pus forming along the scabs. You were one hundred percent sure it would leave a scar. Cringing at the sight, you decided to keep you vision forward. Chin-Sum shuffled out of your view. A series of snaps and clicks could be heard. Suddenly, a substance hit your injury. One minute it was freezing, the next it felt like it was ablaze.  You let out a hiss of pain.

"Sorry! Sorry!" The nurse apologized, flailing her hands in the air. "It should stop hurting soon!"

Her attempt of reassurance was kind, but it didn't help. It felt like eternity waiting for the pain to subside. You had to bite you lip and squeeze your hands to keep yourself from letting out a yelp. A familiar metallic taste soon filled your mouth. An array of colorful words flooded your mind. Eventually, the pain dwindled away. You let out a heavy breath that you had been holding in. Chin-sun appeared in front of you, kneeling to your eye level. Tucking in your swollen lip, you tried to hide the bleeding. Your attempt failed when she let out a heavy sigh. She quickly covered it with a reassuring smile.

"Sorry," you said softly.

"There's no need to apologize," she stated. "It seems I just... underestimated the strength of the antibiotic."

Giving you a quick pat the head, she grabbed the fresh, clean gauze laying on the table beside her. In a way, she reminded you of the cool aunt in the family or one of your mom's childhood best friends. You watched as her hands quickly went to work. Within in seconds, you wound had been redressed. Chin-Sun helped you pull up your bra straps and put on your shirt. Hoping off the examination table, you grabbed the sling. The black haired woman helped you readjust the strap so your arm would sit comfortably on your chest. Giving the nurse a small thank you, you walked to the entrance of the room. You paused before looking back, seeing Chin-Sun gathering the dirty materials. Guilt bubbled up your throat.