After the fight at Quark's was taken care of, Odo went to you. You were sitting at a table in the back, table covered in broken glass and spilled drinks.
"Are you hurt?" Odo asked, taking a seat beside you.
You shot him a smile. "No, I'm fine."
He glanced at your hand, frowning at the blood that dripped from it. "You don't look fine."
"Oh, this? It's just a scratch. I had the dumb idea of picking up some broken glass."
"You should get Doctor Bashir to take a look at it," he said, standing.
You laughed lightly. "Odo, I'm fine."
"It could get infected," he said. "Who knows how much bacteria are crawling on Quark's glasses?"
With a roll of your eyes, you stood, too. "Fine, fine, I'll go to sickbay."
"Thank you."
Odo led you out of the bar, carefully guiding you around broken glass, knocked over tables and chairs, and spilled drinks and food.
"You know Bashir's going to just run a dermal regenerator over it for two seconds and I'll be as good as new, right?"
Odo nodded slightly. "Perhaps. I'll still feel make me feel better knowing you're healed."
You smiled, touched that he cares for you so much.
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Star Trek Imagines (Reader-Inserts) Part One
FanfictionI write for all main characters and some secondary characters from every series. Nearly all of my writing will be clean, and I will put warnings if they are NSFW. Wattpad only allows a story to have 200 parts, so part two of these can be found on m...
