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You were sure you were going to burn a rut into the floor with your pacing back and forth. The thing was no matter what you did you couldn’t calm down. You were on edge because your boyfriend was having his knee surgery done and while yes you were there in the hospital waiting for him, you were not allowed into his surgery even though you were a nurse. It was a “conflict of interest” they said and with that you had almost caused a scene in the middle of the hospital. Niall turning to you and placing a soft kiss on your forehead telling you “everything will be fine love, I’ll be out before ya know it and ya can be me nurse and take care of me after!” was the only thing that stopped you from doing so.

The sound of footsteps drew you out of your thoughts. You stopped pacing and looked up just in time to see a doctor approach you. “Miss? You’re here with Niall Horan correct?”

“Yes. Is he okay? Things went okay right? Can i see him” You realized you were rambling and chuckled a bit to yourself. “Sorry I’m just really on edge”

The doctor chuckled himself and led you over to a seat. “He’s just fine, still a bit groggy. You can go in and see him. Once he’s woken up a bit more and papers are signed you’re free to take him home”

Niall hadn’t taken long to wake up more from the anesthesia and not long after you two were pulling into the driveway. Once you parked the car you turned to Niall. He looked so peaceful as he had fallen asleep on the ride home. His head was smushed against the window and soft snores were coming out of him. You hated to wake him but you were sure he’d be more comfortable inside, in a bed.

“Ni…Niall” You ran your hand through his hair, scratching at his head a bit. He mumbled to himself and opened his eyes. He turned his head toward you, blinking his sleepy eyes, and yawned. “Babe we’re here, how about we get you inside and all cozy in bed.”

He just shook his head yes and leaned back against the window. You giggled and got out the car to grab the wheelchair and bring it over to his side of the car. Getting Niall into the wheelchair and into bed was quite of a challenge but you had successfully done so. He was now sat in bed with some pillows propping him up. You took a seat on the edge of the bed next to him, grabbed his hand and ran your thumb back and forth across his hand. “How are you feeling babe? Any pain? Anything you need?”

Niall turned to you and gave you a soft smile.
“I’m just fine love. No pain at all, ya know being a strong man and all. Id be set to just watch some golf and maybe eat some food. I’m starving! Since your my nurse and all would ya be so kind as to make me some food?” He gave you a big cheesy grin and chuckled.

You just rolled your eyes and smiled. “I guess I could do that. Remote is next to you so you can turn on golf. Your medication is on the nightstand as is a glass of water to take them with. Do not, I repeat, do not even attempt to move or get out of bed. If you need me holler okay?” You leaned over and ruffled his hair and gave him a soft peck on the cheek.

Niall grabbed your hand as you pulled away and pulled you back to him. He gave you a soft sweet kiss on the lips and gave you a smile. “Thank ya love, don’t know what I’d do without ya.”

You just blushed and left the room smiling like a fool. You went into kitchen and began making Niall some food. As you were heading back into the bedroom with Niall’s food you heard him grumbling to himself.

“Damnit. Why are ya so far away?!” You giggled silently to yourself as you walked into the room. There was Niall leaning over to the nightstand struggling to reach the glass of water. “Having trouble love?”

Niall huffed and stopped reaching once he heard your voice. He looked up at you and frowned. “Why is the nightstand so far away? I was jus trying to take these two pills but I can’t reach me water” He held open his hand to show the two pills he had mentioned.

“Niall James Horan what do you think you’re doing?! You can’t take two of these! You’re only supposed to take one every 4-6 hours!” You huffed, placed his food down on the bed and grabbed the two pills out of his hand. You placed one pill back into the bottle and handed him the water and pill.

“Oi! Why are ya yelling at me? I jus got me knee cut open!” He took the water and pill and looked up at you with puppy dog eyes.

“I’m just trying to make sure you stay alive babe. Taking two of these could of been dangerous. I’m not trying to yell at you, just trying to make sure you recover correctly. Im sorry if that makes me be a bit stern and such. It’s just how I get since it my job.” You sat on the bed next to him and gave him a small smile.

“I know love. And I love ya for it. And I am thankful for ya. Couldn’t of asked for a better person to take care of me. My own at home personal nurse.” He gave you a big cheeky smile and a wink then pulled you into his arms and rested his head on your shoulder.

“How about we eat and watch a movie? You can pick since you’re the patient” You giggled and got up to grab the food and remote. You sat the tray on Niall’s lap and snuggled in close to him. Niall flicked through the channels and finally stopped when he saw When Harry Met Sally" was on.

“Oi look love, it’s one of ya favorites! We can watch this one since it’s a good one and as a thank ya for taking care of me.” He turned to you with a smile on his face and planted multiple kisses all over your face. You giggled and swatted at him to stop even though you didn’t mean it.

You honestly loved him being goofy and already back to his normal self after such a long day. Plus you didn’t mind taking care of him at all. Yes being a nurse was your job, but it wasn’t why you didn’t mind taking care of Niall. You didn’t mind because he was your boyfriend and you loved him.

After he stopped attacking your face with kisses you shared a long sweet kiss. You rested your head on his shoulder and whispered in his ear “what would you do without me?”

You knew he was rolling his eyes you didn’t even have to look. You knew he really did appreciate all that you did for him, not just now but in general. Niall loved that you were always looking out for him, from making him his favorite meal to making sure he got plenty of sleep you always had his best interests at heart and he loved you for it.

Not entirely sure how I feel about this one. My knowledge of Thor’s character is limited - I have watched the Thor films but I wasn’t actually paying attention (not that I’ll complain about re-watching them I’m sure). This request was made by @hawkmarta and @connor-say-what who I hope will enjoy it, not to mention the sick!reader one that is scheduled to be written soon. Until then, enjoy my darlings!

Prompt: Heey,i wanted to know,if it’s too much if i ask a x reader about Thor?Please? 

“A New Beginning”

Being Nick Fury’s niece was no picnic. When your parents had died in a car crash, you were 16 – but even then the shock had hit you hard. Your uncle adopted you hesitantly, not believing himself to have the most suitable of lives for a family, but you made it work. At first you wanted to be independent, shutting Fury out and throwing yourself into your schoolwork. He was only too happy to oblige this as it meant you were in less danger.

However the occurrence of the Christmas holidays forced you to spend time with each other and quickly you began to come out of your shell. Together you were able to begin a healing process, he for you and vice versa. The problem it presented was duly forgotten.

Until at the age of 21, you were taken hostage and it was only through Thor’s interference that you escaped the ordeal. Unfortunately it destroyed your newly found confidence and sent you reeling back. Your books once again became your coping mechanism and you would spend many nights lying awake and reading for fear of the nightmares that plagued your slumber.

As a result, you were also an early riser. The clock flashed 4:31 when you woke up panting. After staring at the ceiling for another hour, you gave up and slipped out of bed. You showered and made your way to the kitchen of your apartment where you made your breakfast in blissful silence, watching the sun come up.

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I would’ve posted this sooner but I was withholding it from my girlfriend to make a point. I hope you’ve learned your lesson, peanut. Don’t fuck with me. Anyway, mini-rant over. The last chapter was well-received by @thegirlwiththeimpala, @all-nerds-here, @tmntloverxd, @lavenderr-skiies, @tinkerbelldetective, and @procrastinatingvirgo. Enjoy, my darlings!

Omg the story is soooooooo good!! I love it.

Thank you. I hadn’t realized I didn’t need my heart. Now I know, and now I shall go cry in a corner.

OH GOD CIVIL WAR HAS ME DYING😭 poor Bucky☹☹☹

Civil War (Part 9)

Part 8

The next morning couldn’t come quick enough. Both Steve and Bucky were anxious for you to wake up, to speak with you and find out how much you knew. Bucky had gone to his room and pulled out all of his notebooks and photo albums with everything he’d collated over the years. His notebooks were teeming with scribbles and drawings, that only seemed to make sense to him. Sometimes they were nonsense, fragments of thought that linked up with something on another page entirely, and sometimes they were sketches which varied from the tangible to the downright dark. His thoughts had been scattered but those notebooks, along with Steve’s support, had ultimately been his salvation.

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