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creative-caramel-coffee · 1 year ago

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Hi lovely, i hope you got some sleep.

I've got request it can be WandaNat or Weems.

So R hates being a problem so every time when she is sick or don't understand something she instead of asking for help try to handle it alone. When she gets hurt (at mission or because of some students idk) it is awkward for her to ask for help. Because of how long she keep the wound hiden she got fever and she act like a child.

Also can i be a ✨ on anon list?

Attack of the pot plant

Pairings: Ms Thornhill x Reader (platonic)

Word count: 2.1K

Summary: You hide an injury and it turns out badly for you. Luckily Ms Thornhill cares for you.

TW: injury, blood, infection, fever, hiding injuries

A/n I hope you like it, I think this is what the request asked for :) if its not feel free to submit another request, keep them coming I love your ideas guys. Also whoever made this request is ✨ anon on the anon list. I know i had another request for that anon emoji but this request was in before them so…. Unless its the same person who requested both times. Idk. Basically whoever made this request is ✨ anon.

You had botany last, and everything had been going great, almost too well in fact. At least, it had been going great.

But you see that’s the thing, nothing ever seemed to go well for Y/n for long periods of time.

In fact, you always managed to get injured and as a result you had taken to caring for yourself. You kept a first aid kit in your dorm for all the times you had patched yourself up. It would have been borderline embarrassing if you had to turn up to the infirmary each time you got injured, because you would probably end up being there every day.

All it had taken was your mother making jokes about being a frequent flier at the nurse's office at your last school before you swore off nurses all together. From then on you decided not to burden anyone with your clumsiness, it was fair to say you became quite proficient in all things first aid after that. From bandaging to butterfly stitches. …

As mentioned, botany had been going well … until someone dropped a pot and it shattered.

Normally that was fine, there were plenty of other plants and pots. except this time the broken pot, upon impact with the floor, had thrown a sharp shard of ceramic that had cut your arm. It had managed to slice a long and nasty cut down your forearm, about almost 10cm long. It looked bad.

you felt stupid, if Ms Thornhill noticed she would probably escort you down to the nurse herself. you did not want to cause her any more problems than she already had, so you grabbed your blazer and slid it on. wincing as it rubbed against the cut which was bleeding a lot more now. you needed to get out of here and bandage it. you had first aid supplies in your dorm you could use.

“Um… Ms Thornhill?” you said.

“Yes honey?” she asked from the floor where she was sweeping up the dirt from the broken plant.

“Can i go back to my dorm really fast i forgot my textbook.” you said praying it would work.

“Sure, make sure you come straight back though.” she said not looking up.

“Thanks Ms.” you grinned.

you had to be quick. you raced through the halls until you arrived outside your dorm. going inside you found the kit fairly quickly. pulling out a roll of clean white bandages.

you looked down to find your sleeve had a dark patch from where the blood was seeping through. cursing softly, you pulled the sleeve up and held some gauze against the wound before wrapping the bandage around. starting at your elbow you wrapped it tightly all the way down to your wrist, but not tight enough to cut off any circulation. tucking the end back into the bandage’s earlier loop, you cleaned up the packaging and quickly rushed back to the classroom.

It didn’t hurt too bad, you had a pretty high pain tolerance, so you didn’t need any pain medicine not that you would for something as simple as a cut.

Walking back into the classroom Ms Thornhill was standing back up, having finished cleaning up the mess as she didn’t want anyone to cut themselves on the sharp clay pot. Too late. You went back and sat down at your desk, missing the look you got from the teacher as you pulled out your textbook from your bag where it had been the whole time.

The rest of the lesson was pretty average, you listened to her talk about plant phenotypes and leaf shapes. She had the class do some drawings of plants and then identify the one the person next to you had drawn as a fun activity at the end. After what felt like no time at all you were dismissed so you packed up your books and left.

That afternoon you had free so you planned to do some study in the library, but you knew you should probably change the bandages first. You had glimpsed it seeping through during botany when your sleeve rode up a bit.

After getting back to your dorm you sat on the bed and pulled out the first aid kit again. Just as you pulled your sleeve down the door opened.

“Damn dude what did you do?” Yoko asked coming in and shutting the door, dropping her backpack by her desk and sliding onto her bed. She sat cross legged and watched, motioning for you to continue what you were doing.

“Um… nothing really. Just a pot smashed in botany, and I copped a piece of it to the arm.” You said trying to play it off. Yoko looked at the bloodied bandage you were unwinding.

“Um … that really doesn’t look good… like … at all.” She said.

“I’ll be fine, nothing i can’t handle myself.”

“You should probably go to the nurse y/n”

“So, she can do what? Re-bandage it? That’s what I’m doing.” You said and Yoko huffed before rolling her eyes.

“Whatever.” And with that she rolled over and pulled out her phone scrolling through the latest update on Enid’s blog.

You were glad she had turned away because the cut wasn’t looking any better. If anything, it looked way worse. The skin was raised and red, looking angry and it hurt to the touch as you tried to clean up some of the blood. If it didn’t get better soon you may have to go to the nurse after all.

You cleaned it up with some wet gauze and saline before rewrapping it and slipping on a hoodie.

“Wanna go to the library with me?” You asked Yoko who agreed. You both needed to study anyway so why not together.

After getting to the library, you placed a hand over your arm to feel the cut. It still really hurt, and it felt kind of warm to the touch. Mentally you thought about what that could mean but nothing really came to mind. Shrugging it off you sat down and pulled out a thick botany textbook.

Over half an hour into your study you heard the library doors open and you and Yoko looked up from where you had been quizzing each other on plant species names, the genus and the phylum. Ms Thornhill entered the library and walked over to the gardening section of the library, thumbing through some of the thicker books looking for anything she should put into her lesson plan. After a bit she pulled out two of the thicker books and placed them in her bag before she caught sight of you and Yoko. She smiled and you waved as she began to come over.

Over the past fifteen minutes the library had been feeling abnormally warm, you were tempted to take off your hoodie but that meant your bandages would show and you didn’t want to bother the nurse who had probably already gone home for the day by now.

Ms Thornhill drew closer, a small frown on her face now as she came to stand next to you.

“Are you ok y/n?” She asked and you nodded, “you look a bit flushed honey.” She said and before you could dart away, she pressed the back of her hand to your cheek her eyes widening. “Sweetheart you're burning up!” She exclaimed. Yoko watched and frowned.

“Dammit Y/n you probably have an infection you dumbass.” Yoko said and Ms Thornhill frowned.

“What is she talking about Y/n?” The botanist asked and you fidgeted with your sleeve. “Right, now we need to get you out of that hoodie. It can’t be helping your fever.” She said and reached for the sleeve. You huffed and pulled away, frowning.

“Nooo.” You whined like a child, and she raised a brow.

“Are you not wearing anything underneath?” She asked and you shook your head. If your cheeks weren’t flushed before they were now. “Then the hoodie comes off. No ifs or buts.” She said and this time she managed to get ahold of the hem before she hiked it up.

“Arms up.” She said and you reluctantly followed her instructions. When your hoodie was off, she folded it and looked up. Her eyes catching on the bandages and widening comically.

“Y/n, please tell me you saw the nurse for that cut.” She said sounding a bit scared.

“No, she didn’t.” Yoko said and you glared at her. She simply shrugged. “What it’s true.” She said.

“Come on y/n. We’re going to the infirmary. Right. Now.” Ms Thornhill said.

“Im fine.”

“Darling we both know thats not true.” She said softly.

“Seriously Y/n get your ass to the infirmary.” Yoko said.

“Finnneeee.” You said in a defeated tone.

“Good, come on honey.” Ms Thornhill said, pulling you to your feet. You swayed for a second and she was quick to put her hands on your shoulders to stabilise you. “Alright, let's go.” She said and kept one arm around your shoulder for the whole trip to the nurse's office.

Once you arrived, she pointed to one of the spare beds with a stern look on her face that left no room for arguments.

“Sit.” She commanded and you sat.

Glancing at you one more time she went into the nurse's office and grabbed her. Nurse Peterson was probably one of the sweetest nurses, so you were glad she was on shift today, her personality much like Ms Thornhill’s usually bubbly persona. Both came back out after Ms Thornhill explained the situation.

The nurse came over and Ms Thornhill sat in a plastic chair nearby watching closely.

She began by unwrapping the bandages and letting out a small huff as she saw the cut. It looked angry and red.

“Y/n I’m not going to tell you off, but you do need to ask for help when you need it honey.” Ms Thornhill said, “or I’m going to bring you in for checkups myself to make sure you're not hiding things like this in future.” She said and you knew she meant it. You nodded and let out a small hiss as the nurse applied some antibiotic cream that stung.

“Sorry love. It’ll just sting for a minute.” The nurse said already holding gauze over it and starting to re-bandage it.

“For whats its worth you bandage like a medical professional.” She said and you smiled and let out a small hum.

“It comes from practise.” You said with a grin and Ms Thornhill raised an eyebrow.

“We will be talking about that later Ms L/n” she said, and you let out a huff.

After the nurse finished, she reached over and grabbed the thermometer. Sticking it in your ear and humming as it beeped.

“Not too high, but i will give you some paracetamol to bring it down.” She said popping out two tablets and handing them to you. You thanked her and took them.

“No water?” The nurse said and you shrugged.

“What can I say, I’m a pro.” You grinned and Ms Thornhill didn’t know whether to laugh or scold you. So, she settled for a halfhearted glare which only made you laugh.

“Alright you should be all good to go. I recommend you return to your dorm. And Ms Thornhill, as her dorm mother, I recommend checking on her just to make sure her fever goes down. Other than that, your free to leave.”

“Thank you, Nurse Peterson.” Ms Thornhill said getting up and walking over to you. You thanked the nurse and let Ms Thornhill pull you up. She held your hand as she walked you back to your dorm. It made your cheeks flush as you felt like a small child being led around.

When you got back and opened the door Yoko was laid on her bed reading, and Ms Thornhill came in after you. She handed you a pair of Pjs.

“Change.” She said “and then its bed for you. I’ll come around with dinner for you later.” Her face left no room for arguments. You took the clothes and changed. Coming back out she peeled down the sheets and patted the spot on the bed. After you reluctantly came over and laid down, she pulled the sheets up, tucking them in around you.

“Ms Thornhill.” You said blushing but she ignored you.

“This is what happens when you don’t ask for help. You no longer get a say.” She said and pressed her hand to your cheek.

“How are you feeling now? Better?” She said and you buried your face in your hands.

“Im fine.” And with that she softened.

“Alright.” She said softly. “Yoko, can you let me know if she needs anything.”

“Sure.” Yoko said not looking up.

“Stay in bed. I’ll be around later to check on you with dinner. Now sleep.” She said and tucked your hair behind you ear, pressing a soft kiss on your forehead and leaving.

Sleep came relatively easily for once as you melted at the affection being shown towards you.

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