Conversations With The Moon (Bruno Mars One-Shots)

Marry You pt. 11

Flashback

Its's a cool summer evening about a year and a half after Bruno moved out to L.A. As you have since he moved out here, the two of you spend the early evening hours with your friends getting up to all sorts of things. Sometimes parties, others gigs for the guys, bar-hopping, block parties, movie nights and other events that you've just made up over time. You and Bruno have decided to leave your friends early this evening to spend more time alone together.

"See you guys!" you call out as you wave to your friends.

"Aw you guys are taking off already?" you hear Tahj call.

"Mind ya bidness," Bruno calls back with a smirk. The two of you turn the corner and he pulls you closer to him. He grasps the back of your head and kisses your forehead. You laugh and wrap your hand tightly around his. He looks at you and grin back.

"Ready to continue our night?" he asks.

"What are we getting up to?"

"Not much just a little somethin' but we're gonna need snacks."

"So you're not gonna tell me?" He raises an eyebrow at you as the two of you approach a corner-store. He lets go, stands in front of you and grins.

"What would be the fun in that?"

You shake your head at him and he turns and continues into the store. You head on in and begin browsing the shelves for your favorite snacks. You go for a tried and true combo of a sandwich from the deli counter, a bag of chips, a drink and a candy. Candy and chips in hand, you walk over to pick up your sandwich when you hear commotion at the front of the store. There's the shattering of glass, the scraping of metal against the tiled floor and frightened screams.

"Y/N!" Bruno calls. You start to turn to him but before you can, he's running toward you. You hear a loud 'woosh' kind of noise that steals the air from your lungs. In the next moment Bruno is half on top of you and two of you are on the floor with your snacks strewn about.

"Sss," you hiss as you raise your left arm to see a long scratch on your arm. It starts close to the bone in your wrist that goes down your fore arm and stops just barely a quarter of an inch from your elbow.

"Baby," Bruno says breathing heavily. "You ok?"

You can't take your eyes off of your arm. You don't answer him."Baby?" Bruno takes your hand carefully by the wrist and turns so that he's facing you. You notice more blood. His hand and arm is also covered in blood, but you can't quite tell where his injury is.

"Bruno, y--" you stammer but the words seem to dissolve on your lips. Your arm that he's holding begins trembling and before you fully realize it your entire body is shaking. Bruno has take hold of your arm firmly putting pressure on your wound. A second face comes into your view.

"Are you guys alright?" A man a couple of years older than you asks. He helps both of you up and briskly walks you toward the door. You pass drops of blood, discarded snacks, glass and a few fallen shelves. Outside pulled close to the curb you see an ambulance waiting. The man, Bruno and a cop talk for a minute or two but you can't get yourself to focus on what they're saying. Everything is around you is moving both quickly and slowly as though someone is going back and forth between play and rewind. You watch as the ambulance doors close and Bruno holds you close to him until you arrive at the hospital. You are both patched up side by side. Bruno gets stitches in his hand and fore arm stopping just short of it's middle. You get stitches from your wrist down to just an inch from your elbow. Afterward, cops your statements and then you are released to go home.