[Edit of Dabi on the next slide - Credits to the owner!]
Every staggering step I took ached more than my hangover two days ago. That's saying something too. I keep telling myself not to mix my alcohol, alas here I am. I never listen to anyone, not even myself. The consequences of my pathetic state from drinking got me kidnapped by some cocky jail breakers. May their unconscious bodies rest where I left them abandoned in a few closets. Do I feel guilty? Yes! There was such a astonishing denim jacket in one of the closets that got blood all over it. Pity, it seemed my size too. Doesn't matter now. I should focus on where I'm going.
"Afternoon," I nod towards a flabbergast elderly couple, lazily gesturing a hand towards them. Ignoring the stares I get from everyone comes natural, I suppose I am a little... odd. In any case, I would probably quirk an eyebrow when seeing some looking like absolutely shit. As in, 'I just returned from the depths of hell' appearance.
"Are you okay?" Someone cares to inquire as I continue to totter my way to the hospital. I offer them a glance, seeing a fretting middle aged man. Evidently hesitant on whether he should reach out and help me.
"P-Peachy," I swore, feeling a jolt of pain shoot through my leg. Serves me right I suppose, it's either I or something else kicks my backside for drinking too much and irresponsibly.
"Would you like some hel-"
"No need, the hospital is just around the corner." - I interrupt rather abruptly - "I can manage myself." I state, biting the inside of my cheek as to not let out a groan. The poor dubious chap bids me goodbye and 'safe travels' as I continue to walk. I fight back a snort by his reply, for it would only cause more pain I suspect. The next few minutes of stumbling towards the oh-so-close hospital feels like a journey in one. I think I'm going to tell Toga when I'm in my sickbed of how I nobly battled a bloodthirsty dragon... That might not explain the bullet wound. How about a dragon with a machine gun?
"That's believable," I mutter with a pained chuckle, finally entering the place of overpowering bleach smells, cheap paintings, dented walls where trolleys have banged into them and tearful goodbyes. I was wrong, someone took pity in putting a fish tank in the waiting room. Doesn't that sure make things better.
"Ello, mind if someone could tend to me?" I question the reception lady drowsily. Well, by the bags under her eyes it would seem we both feel like crap. This should be fun.
"Morn- I mean afternoon! Ahh sorry but if you're here to make an appointment you might have to wait a few hours or perhaps come back tomorrow." She explains with a beaten sigh, rubbing the bridge of her nose wearily. I assume she doesn't have the strength to lift her head and goggle at my blooded state like everyone else.
"How terrible, I'll just be in the waiting room then... ahh Jane?" I reply with a glance at her name tag, while quietly letting out a stricken hiss as my chest rumbles from nearly bursting out laughing. What kind of situation have I gotten myself into?
"Very well, you'll be waiting awhile. Please state your full name and business." She deeply yawns and stretches her fingers to ready for typing. Not yet has she even glanced up at me.
"Ahhh well, I'm called by Y/N L/N. I have a bullet wound, perhaps a broken hand, some cuts and bruises from chains- oh but don't get me wrong it wasn't anything kinky. I certainly didn't enjoy it. Ahhh all from a lousy kidnapping." I blurt out breathlessly, the pain becoming rather unbearable now. With all the adrenaline gone I feel my body mournfully screaming to rest.
"Of cou- wait what?!" Jane finally whips her head up to access me. Staring up and down at my stiffened body inking in blood, sweat and dirt. My shoulder pooling blood onto the floor more than any other part of my body. Heh... clean up on aisle 9?
"Don't worry! The kid woke up..." I confess with a wolffish grin, knowing my sarcasm isn't needed at this moment. Honestly, I feel as if it's a second quirk of mine. Albeit, I don't know how long I can continue standing. I sense my body shutting down quicker by the second.
"Oh god I'm so sorry! Emergency plea-"
"No need ma'am, I've got this one." An amused voice announces from behind. I turn my head to see a man with purplish scars and stitches across his body from what's not covered by a doctor's white coat. His dark hair ruffled up, and blazing blue eyes staring back at me. All in all, I hit a score! He's hot.
"Sweet, we'll then you can catch me..." I mumble and feel my body slip as I fall into his arms, and drift off into a haze.
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Beep. Beep. Beep.
There are many things I'd loved to be awoken by, and my alarm is not one of them. In fact I'd rather not be forced to wake up as all. I let out another stricken groan, my body aching and numb in all sort of areas. Another hangover? Wait no- I snap open my eyes and glare around at whats in front of me. My watery eyes focus in and out of the stained white ceiling and enclosed curtains. Judging by my heart monitor, not an alarm, my supposed 'nightmare' was a reality.
"Where's the hot doctor?" I croakily question aloud, realising just how raspy my throat feels.
"Don't worry, your hot doctor didn't wonder off too far." A familiar voice announces. I turn my gaze towards the side of the room, noticing the veneer looking man from before.
"Huh... Afternoon doc." I greet, feeling colour flushing to my cheeks. Glancing at the name tag I see the word 'Dabi' etched upon it. Hmmm, I guess that name fits. Dabi chuckles and hands me a glass of water. I thank him and drink the water eagerly.
"It's actually 3:45 am. Lucky you darling, I was about to leave some water and head off home." He explains, placing his hands lazily in his pockets. A smirk still remaining as if it was like that since yesterday. Only then do I see how weary he actually appears.
"... Well you should probably go home then. I prefer my doctors well rested and fed." I reply with a drowsy grin, shifting uncomfortable from the mix of pain and numbness. I notice that I'm wearing a white hospital gown... great, and some strangers have seen me naked. That's not gonna leave my mind any time soon. With that thought, my mind clouds up before I can hear a vivid response from Dabi.
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Beep. Beep. Beep.
"Damn alarm..." I grumble out, rubbing my eyes before revealing them to a piercing light. I curse and cover my eyes once more.
"That's not an alarm silly!" A giggly voice corrects, I slowly open my eyes cautiously.
"Toga!" I cheer, recognising my friend's familiar features.
"Y/N!" She mimics my cheer and throws her arms around me. I let out a yelp and hiss from the overly pressing pain. "Oopsie Sorry!" Toga apologies with a pleasant and innocent smile.
"It's okay. When did you get here?" I inquire, shifting my pillow up and moving my body to a sitting position with Toga's much provided help.
"Few minutes ago with Twice, I see you still don't fail to keep me waiting too long." She jokes with a laugh as she tilts her head at me. I chuckle and shake my head before letting her in on what happened.
"Wow, you sure kicked some ass huh?" She chortles, joining me in my cramped hospitalised bed.
"I was so bored! I came home and had no one to play with!" Toga pouts, hugging me more gently.
"Morning ladies, mind if I intrude?" Dabi appears once again, expressing the very same smirk.
"Ooooh! Is that the sexy doctor?" Toga questions, flickering her gaze between myself and Dabi. I half-heartedly glare at her for making me even more obvious of my attraction towards the man standing before us.
"Is would seem?" Dabi replies with a chuckle, eyeing me with a glint of amusement once again.
"I approve! I'll be back soon, I better tell Twice to get more food." She confirms with wink towards me, then lightly skipping away while humming a lullaby.
"... Don't even mention it." I demand with a groan, placing both hands on my face.
"Why not? As a doctor, part of my job is to know certain things about my patient." He teases, a hand lazily in one pocket with the other holding a clipboard. Over the past few days in this hospital my 'too good to be true' doctor has been entertaining me. This form of entertainment concluding a lot of teasing comments and winks from the both of us. Some would call it a game of chicken to see who would back down or ask the other one out first.
"Do you really require that 'certain' information?" I scoff, wincing as I cross my arms for the billionth time.
"Depends on whether you'd be interested on trying out a new open bar with me once you're free to go?" He casually offers, his blazing blue eyes gazing flirtatiously back at me.
"Now, how could I turn down an offer such as that?" I question back with a broad smile, excitement only growing with the more I look at him.
"Great, it's a date then." Dabi hums, sending me another wink before looking at his clipboard. This is going to be fun.
A/N - Ayy my first oneshot! I accept requests, however there will probably be very slow updates from time to time. Hope you enjoy these Oneshots, have a lovely day/night!