Piers Nivans Imagines/One-Shots

Imagine Visiting Piers In Hospital

"Miss Nivans ?" The nurse asks as you approach the counter.
"No. (L/n). We are not married." You explain while nervously watching her typinh something.
"Lt. Nivans is in room 371." She smiles and points her finger down the hallway.
"Thank you." You manage a small smile.

You start walking down the hallway, but slowly begin to jog the further you go.
Stopping at door 371, you knock and enter.

Walking inside, you are greeted by Finn and Piers.
Quickly, you throw your bag onto the floor and approach Piers' bed. He doesn't look too bad. Just a few cuts here and there and a bandage around his hand and forearm.

"Hey..." He rasps, smiling slightly at you.
You kiss his forehead and sit on his bed,  and take his hand.
"Hi..." You smile and stroke his hand.

Looking up, you wave at Finn with your other hand.
He smiles and nods at you, clearly tired.

"What happened ?" You ask Piers, who plays with your fingers.
"Our helicopter crashed." He explains while squeezing your hand.
Shutting your eyes, you try to remain calm and not thinking about Piers dying right then and there.
Instead, you simply raise his hand to your lips and kiss the back of his hands.

"You promised me..." You whisper, still holding his hand tightly.
"And I did come back to you." Piers insists, his voice a bit raspy.
Taking this as your cue, you stand up to get a glass of water.
Pier sits up and you hand him the glass.

While he drinks, you thread your hand through his slightly greasy strands of brown hair.

"You are one reckless man." You sigh, kissing his temple.
Piers finishes drinking his water and you take the glass from him.
And while you are at it, you fix another glass for Finn and put it on his bedside table.

"He got us out." Piers says, moving the blanket off his upper body.

Looking back at Finn, you sigh and make a silent note to thank him later on when he awakes.

You walk back over to Piers.
"Should I bring you something from home ?" You ask, getting out your phone to make a note.
"Some clothes.... maybe Dance of Dragons... and..." he trails off, looking at you.
"And what ?" You grin slyly.
"Can you leave your scarf here ?" He asks, playing with the ends of said object.
"Sure.. " you smile, knowing he wants a piece of you with him after visiting hours.

"Thank you.." he sighs, grabbing your scarf and holding it to him.

The door opens and a nurse steps in.
"I am sorry, but visiting hours have ended."
"Okay.. I'll be out in 5 minutes."
She closes the door behind her.

You grab your jacket and bag, patting your pockets for your car keys.
"Sorry.. I'll come by tomorrow around 10 a.m.. I love you." You say and smooch his cheek.
"Noooo.. heey..." Piers whines and grabs your fingers.
Turning around you look at him.
"Kiss...." He pouts.
You giggle and kiss him tenderly before letting go and walking away, leaving a stunned Piers behind, who plays with your scarf.