Malcolm Bright Imagines

You lose your sight

A/N: Italisized quotations= Gil
Bold quotations= Malcolm
Normal quotations= You

Reader is attacked by someone who is after Malcolm and his family
Requested by: HunterShadowWolf
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Your P.O.V.

I wake up to the sounds of voices, and a rhythmic beeping. I open my eyes but i can't see, noticing i've got gauze covering my eyes. What the heck?

"Malcolm. She's gonna be okay. She just....her eyes were severely damaged. She may not ever see again." That sounds like Gil. Wait. I lost my sight?
"But what if the person who did this tries to kill her. I can't lose her Gil. She's everything to me!"
"No one's gonna kill her. She has you. You'd do anything to protect her. I know it. Just watch out for her and your family until we catch him."

"Hello?" I ask before Malcolm can argue anymore.

"(Y/n)! Oh thank god you're okay. How are you feeling? Do you need anything? Food? Wate-"
"Malcolm. Relax. I'm alright. But, you guys said something about me not being able to see again. Is that true?"
"That my que. I'll be at the station if you need me."
Gil leaves the room leaving us in Silence.
"Malcolm?"
"Yes. It's true. But we can get throught this together. I promise."

I feel Malcolm's hand grab mine as I process what's happened.

                                         ~~~~~Flashback~~~~~

Leaving my apartment, I start walking to the precinct to give Malcolm a surprise lunch. As i'm walking someone in all black with there face covered jumps our and throws something in my face. I drop Maloclms lunch as my face starts to burn. I let out a scream as i hear the person run off. "Oh my god. SOMEONE CALL 911!" Someone shouts as they come towards me.
"Ma'am. What happened?!"
"Help me! My face burns!" I sob/yell out.
"Hold on!"
The person runs off before before they come back and pour ice cold water on my face. It doesn't help much. There are a few people around trying to calm me down when i hear sirens coming. I hear the ambulance doors opening before paramedics are laying me on the stretcher and placing cooling gauze on my face to help prevent more damage. I'm put into the ambulance, and we head to the hospital.
          
                                   ~~~~~Flashback Over~~~~~

Malcolm's P.O.V.

(Y/N) is laying silently on the bed for a couple minutes before I see tears falling down her cheeks and my heart breaks.

"No, no no. Don't cry babe. You'll be oka-"
"NO! I won't be okay! I can't do my paintings anymore! I can't do anything anymore!"
She sobs harder. I almost forgot she's an artist. Oh god. Now what.
"Hey. Don't say that. You can still do things. Just not your paintings. Maybe we can find another hobby for you. God, I'm so sorry this happened to you. It's all my fault."
"No. Don't you dare say this your fault. It's that persons fault."
"But it is my fault. The person is after me and my family. This wouldn't have happened if you weren't with me."
"Malcolm please don't say that. I need you in my life and i knew what i signed myself up for dating you. Maybe not getting acid thrown at me but hey. It happened and i'm okay. We'll be okay. Trust me."

I take a deep breathe before exhaling shakily as tears well up in my eyes.

"Okay. We got this. I love you so much and I'm sorry for this."
"I love you too. Now stop apologizing and kiss me."

We laugh a little before i lean in and give her a kiss.

"We can do this. Together."
"Yes we can."

She smiles in front of her seeing as she can't see me. I just smile before we start talking about what her new hobby could be.

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