May I have a request where the reader a badass and cool reader is actually really squeamish with blood and faints when he has a nose bleed in front of doc. Thankie!
Imagine
As you walked in the military base, everyone turned around to look at you. The jean jacket was faded and ripped, but perfectly so. The black skinny jeans hugging your legs and the clicking of your leather boots made everyone drool. Your look screamed with confidence. Perhaps it was more in the way you moved, something about your self-confidence. No one had ever seen such charisma before. It just came so natural to you; you sometimes didn’t even understand all the attention you got. You just had to accept the fact that you were indeed a cool man.
Right when Lesion was about to put a new toothpick in his mouth, you grabbed it from behind. With a smirk you sat down next to him and placed the toothpick between your lips. Your body seemed to conform the shape of the chair. “You owe me a new toothpick.” Lesion said and laughed it off. You smiled back and let out a “hm”. You could feel the recruits looking over to you and admiring the mood you gave off. You nodded towards them and saluted them.
You never treat people as less than you are. This is why people respect you as a soldier and also as a person. “How?” You turned your attention back to Lesion and raised an eyebrow. “How can you be so fearless, hard-core and brutal yet be so respectful and admired?” Lesion asked. You shrugged and got up. “Well, the only thing I know for sure is that Doc will kick me if I ignore the meeting again. See ya.” Lesion laughed and watched you leave with the same cool expression on your face.
You walked in Gustave’s office without knocking on the door. “Yet another one who doesn’t know how to knock. I am really going to break down the door myself.” You sat down and apologized for the rude entrance. “Anyways… We have been working on this project lately and I wanted to ask for your advice as well.” Doc pointed at the dossier laying in front of him. You got up from your place and took off your jacket. Doc watched you intently and enjoyed every second of it. He wouldn’t say it out loud, but even he got captured by your charisma. You put your leg up and leaned on Doc’s desk. “Hmm. This is interesting.” You said out loud and read the dossier very carefully. Gustave was just enjoying the view, until… “Hey, Y/N?” Your gaze was still fixed on the paper. “Y/N?” You finally looked down and waited for Doc to continue. “Your nose is bleeding.” You slowly put a finger under your nose and felt something wet rolling down to your lips.
Your eyes went wide and hands started trembling. You already broke your composure, so you didn't care about what was going to happen next and let out a high-pitched scream. Gustave didn’t know what was going on or why you were being all squeamish. “Blood! Doc, my nose!” You stumbled to the corner of the room, and with each step your stomach tightened and ached all the more. “Are you okay?” Doc furrowed his brows and reached for you. “I think I am going to-“ You expected to land face first on the ground, but you ended up in Gustave’s strong arms instead.
You tried to open your eyes, but your eyelids felt too heavy. “Y/N? Are you awake?” You forced yourself to look up and was met with Doc’s beautiful blue eyes. “Thank goodness. You had me worried for a second.” Your head was resting on Doc’s leg, but you didn’t mind it at all. “What happened?” You asked, still looking up. Doc rested one of his hands on your check and let out a small laugh. “The bad-boy fainted, because he saw blood.” You could feel your cheeks getting red and turned your head to the side. Which amused the Medic even more. “Look at me.” You did as Doc told and looked back up at him. “It’s alright, Y/N. There’s no need to be shy for what happened. It’s actually a bit funny for someone badass as you to be weak when it comes to blood.”
You rolled your eyes and got up slowly. “I can handle the sight of blood perfectly.” You put your hand on your waist and challenged Doc. “Then you can wipe off the rest of the dried blood under your nose.” Doc turned around and walked towards his desk. You grabbed his wrist just on time and turned him around to face you. “Oh?” Doc raised his eyebrows and imitated one of your well-known smirks. “Could you help me out with it?” You asked, feeling like a little kid. Doc came closer to you and flicked your forehead. “I was just kidding, bad-boy.” Doc whispered.
“I will get you back for this one, Gustave! Just so you know.”
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