Carpet | J.P
Request: 49 and 63 with Josh Pieters please? Some funny imagine😏
Word Count: 512
Warnings: None
“Caspar, we need the first aid kit!” Josh called out to his roommate who was sat in the office space. Josh was sat trying to tend to your accidental cut.
You groaned loudly, “Josh, it hurts. Tell him to hurry please.”. Josh smiled at your clumsiness as you pouted looking down to the gash that was proudly in the centre of your palm.
You had been trying to make a nice dinner for the boys and Ambar because you had all been working so hard throughout the day to get a secret project done. However, being your clumsy self, you managed to cut your hand whilst chopping vegetables. This wasn’t a rare occurrence for you seen as you were so clumsy, but this was the worst you’d ever managed to cut yourself.
“It’s not that bad babe!” He rolled his eyes examining the wound. He pulled you down from the island in the kitchen and walked you to the sofa. As you were being guided to the sofa, a few drops of blood accidentally dripped from the uncovered wound. They landed on the cream carpet of the living room.
“You’re bleeding on my carpet!” Josh yelled with fake annoyance dripping from each word. He knelt and nursed the carpet hushing it as if you had hurt his most loved item.
“Tragic!” You replied sarcastically whilst trying to hold back a laugh. “However, I’m bleeding out here, so a little help would be wonderful!”
Caspar returned finally holding the first aid kit in his hands. He was confused by the scene that was in front of him. Josh was nursing the carpet that now had a blood stain on it and you were sat on the sofa clutching your hand trying to stop it from bleeding onto the sofa as well.
“Josh, it’s just a carpet, we can get it cleaned. Now can you attend to Y/N’s monster injury? Like seriously Y/N how do you do these things?” Caspar asked staring at the bloody mess on your hand.
Josh sat on the sofa next to you and opened the first aid kit. He knew exactly what he needed to get out and what he should be doing seen as this was a regular occurrence. He was always so gentle when he was fixing your injuries. He sat trying to find something to cover it as none of the plasters in the first aid kit would quite cover the cut.
“There we go, you’re all fixed up. Now, what do you want for dinner seen as you can’t continue cooking?” He asked before kissing the top of your hand. You smiled at him as he raised his head.
“Hm, I think we’re in need of (your favourite takeaway). Don’t you?” Josh nodded in agreement, then he grabbed his phone, so he could order the food for you.
“I love you Joshua Pieters!” You told the ginger-haired man who was sat on the sofa, his arms protectively around you as if to keep you from injuring yourself again.
“I love you too Y/N Y/L/N.”
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