One of your favourite things was watching your boyfriend, Podrick training and sparring. He wasn't the best fighter, but he was definitely making progress and learning how to hold his own even if he rarely ever won any of the fights he was in. You cheered him on every time he sparred and rarely did, he get badly hurt but seeing him fall to the ground regularly and getting minor injuries was hard to watch. This time it was a lot worse though as he was hurt a lot worse. Podrick had failed to dodge the sword of his opponent and ended up colliding with the blade. It sliced into his shoulder as he let out a scream of pain.

You rushed to him straight away as his opponent tried to steady him. Podrick held his hand onto his shoulder to put pressure on the wound whilst you instructed the other man to help you get him sat down on the bench so you could tend to the wound. You pulled off his shirt so that you could see the wound.

It was mainly superficial but still it was a long cut and would be painful for him and take a while for him to be able to move his arm comfortably again.

You gave directions to the man on his feet as to what to get you to treat the injury and he hastily ran off whilst you continued to wipe up the blood and keep pressure on it to lessen the flow.

"I'm sorry," he hissed, trying to keep calm but was in more pain than he would like to admit.

"Why are you apologising?" You asked, using your free hand to cup his cheek.

"You shouldn't have to patch me up. I should just give up, I am not very good at this," he sighed.

You shook your head. "You are getting a lot better and you are going to get hurt along the way, but I believe in you."

He frowned, avoiding your eye contact until you pulled his face back to you so he could see your gentle smile.

"Still it isn't fair for you to have to act as my nurse."

You playfully shrugged your shoulders at him. "The things I do for love."

His cheeks became redder at you mentioning your love for him and continued to become aflame as you kissed him to assure that you would do far more than be his nurse to see a smile on his face.

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Written by Charlotte.

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