Marth x Reader One shots

When He's Hurt

(Y/n)'s POV

I was in the infirmary with Marth. "I told you to be more careful during your practice matches," I said to him while cleaning the gash on his stomach. "I know, I know, it's just it's hard to hold back using all of my strength." He said while flinching from the wound coming into contact with the alcohol on the cotton ball. "Sorry," I said quietly, taking notice of how he reacted. "It's alright besides I brought this on to myself," he said while giving me a reassuring smile.

"I think your gonna need stitches," I said with concern, the wound looked pretty deep. Thankfully it's not bleeding as much as it was earlier. I fished out a needle and thread from the first aid kit. I threaded the string through the needle and made a knot with the ends of the string. I saw Marth wince from the needle going through his skin, my heart sank when I saw that he was in pain. "I'm sorry," I said quietly.

"(Y/n) you don't have to apologize, I had stitches before. I just flinch once in a while from it. It's also my own fault that I have to get stitches because I wasn't careful." He said reassuringly, I felt a little better but I still didn't like how was in pain. I finished stitching up his wound after a little while. I used a roll of gauze to wrap up his wound. When I finished wrapping it I used paper tape to keep the bandages in place.

It looked like the only bad wound he had was the one on his stomach. The rest of injuries were just thankfully minor scratches. "You know you really make me worry about you," I said to him while sighing after. Even in his practice matches he has with everyone else he still manages to somehow severely hurt himself. "Yeah I know," he said sheepishly, I pulled him into a hug and I made to be mindful of the wound on his stomach.

"Just be more careful while your fighting," I said to him, he wrapped his arms around me a little more tightly. "I promise that I'll be more careful," he said. "I have another match I have to fight in," he said while trying to get up. Marth groaned in pain from the wound when he tried to get up. "Oh no you don't," I said to him while grabbing on to his arm to stop him from going to fight. "You are still injured and I am not planning on giving my boyfriend more stitches," I said to him.

"Bu-," he started to protest but I cut him off,"No buts, you are staying here until you recover," I said sternly while trying to get him to sit back down on to the infirmary bed. He sighed,"Well, if I'm gonna be on bed rest then your gonna be on bed rest with me," he said determinedly. Marth grabbed me by my waist and pulled me into the bed, he positioned us so we were laying down facing each other. "You are really stubborn," I said to him with a smile.

It's pretty adorable how determined he still is. "I know and the same goes to you too," he said while returning a smile to me. Marth wrapped his arms around me so I was snuggled up against him,"Ow!" He yelled when my arm accidentally touched his wound. "Sorry," I apologized to him,"It's okay, I wasn't being careful when I was snuggling you," he said. He pulled me close to him so I was snuggling him again, but this time he was careful that I wasn't touching his wound.

"We would be able to snuggle properly if you were more careful," I said while laughing after. "I know and I'm gonna make sure I'm more careful while fighting," he said determinedly while laughing afterwards. He's such a goofball.

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