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Patch You Up (Platelet x Reader)

"[y/n]! Are you okay?" You struggled to get up after you tumbled down a hill and hit your knee against a rock during a school field trip to the park. You were in so much pain that you couldn't help but cry. One of your fellow classmates, a girl with long light brown hair wearing a white cap and an oversized blue shirt ran down and helped you up. You struggled to stop your tears as she looked at your knee. "Ah! You scraped it!" She took out a band-aid. "H-here! Let me patch you up." She placed the band-aid on your knee. A moment later, she kissed it.

"E-ew! Cooties!" You squeezed a bit.

"There," she giggled, "mom always said that you should kiss it to make it better." There was something about her playful smile that made you feel calm about her presence, even if she was a girl. She then offered you her hand. With some hesitation, you grabbed it as she helped you up. As you looked into her hazel eyes, you felt as though you made a connection.

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"[y/n!]! What were you thinking?!" You laid on a hospital bed as your foot was heavily bandaged up in a cast. It had been ten years since you first met Platelet and you two were inseparable despite you majoring in sports and her taking volunteer jobs as the nurse's aid at your high school. Hanging out with Platelet didn't feel as embarrassing as when you first met her. In fact, you couldn't help but feel better the moment she walks into your view. You recalled how, during the final down of a football game, you became heavily injured as you scored the winning touchdown. You just chuckled as you looked at the cast, made by Platelet herself. She was even the first to sign it.

"Get well soon, 💋" You couldn't help but smile at the charming kiss mark she made on the cast. You looked up to Platelet, whose shirt now properly fitted her, and smiled.

"I knew I'd be able to win, because I have you to patch me up." With that, Platelet just smiled back and hugged you.