Hi I was wondering if I could request Valkyrie x reader, we’re reader tries to hide an injury but valk finds out anyway
her patchwork // valkyrie x fem!reader
a/n: this fic is based during the events of thor love and thunder, when gorr first attacked to be specific :) also i based the reader’s time in sakaar, power+weapon off of lucille (my mcu insert) but this isn’t an oc fic i swear;;
summary: injured during the attack on new asgard, you feel it’s better off to hide your wounds and treat it yourself rather than make a big deal about it. an insistent king begs to differ.
warnings: wound + blood mention, lots of fluff and banter, nurse val bc she gets me weak in the knees
It’s what filled your head as you tried to process the attack that just happened upon New Asgard.
“Are you alright? Is everyone okay?” you asked aloud in alarm. You help someone up from the ground and grab your whip along the way. Rising up, all you hear is murmurs about how ruined the new village looks.
You feel a sharp pain on your side, taking a look you notice a small slash that’s still fairly new and bleeding. You’re not sure exactly when you got it, you didn’t really feel anything as you were full of adrenaline during battle. Putting some pressure on it, you examine other places on your body to see for more injuries, which was only a few cuts on one of your arms.
You look up and see Valkyrie announcing something in the distance you can’t quite make out, though it regards to staying strong and assistance on village clean up. She scans the crowd hoping to catch a glimpse of you, for a sign that you're alive and okay.
Valkyrie sees you cover something on yourself in the distance, briefly making eye contact with her before portaling away. She assumes you went to the town hall and decides to head there as well.
While Valkyrie takes off on Warsong, you choose to head back home to tend your wounds, hoping she won’t notice your absence.
Entering the shared home, you grab some first aid supplies and head straight to the bedroom. You toss your whip on the bed before going in and turning on the light in the bathroom.
You take a look in the mirror and you’re completely disheveled, spotted with a mix of dirt and a little blood. Never in your life you would’ve thought that taking off a shirt would be painful.
Taking a rag and wetting it, you start to dab on the cuts and make your way around the slightly bigger slash, wincing in the process.
After the meeting, Valkyrie comes in the house a little panicked since she didn’t see you in the town hall. “Kjære are you home?” she loudly asks.
Making her way to the room it’s completely dark, the only light coming from the closed bathroom.She grabs hold of the small knife in her pocket as a precaution as she slowly opens the door.
“What are you doing here?” she asks, seeing you mid-dabbing around the wound in your sports bra along with your shirt hung on the sink. You quickly stop what your doing and grab your shirt to cover your wound.
Staring at her blankly for a few seconds, and unable to think of a lie “Nothing! It’s okay, don’t worry about it.” you tell her as you slowly close the door on her.
You lean back against the sink hoping she bought it in some crazy way as you hear her sigh from the other side.
“I’m coming in.” Val opens the door to you leaning on the sink and still covering the small wound with your shirt.
“I didn’t see you at the meeting. Why didn’t you go to the infirmary?” she asks firmly but genuinely.
“Didn’t think of it. Let’s go there now.” you reply quickly, rushing past her with your shirt still in one arm.
With quick thinking, she grabs your whip from the bed and flings it towards your forearm, wrapping around it delicately.
You weren’t even halfway to the bedroom door when you were pulled by your own weapon. Gliding towards the Asgardian king, your bodies flushed together.
“Ow.” you say in a genuine tone with a dash of sarcasm. While you were trying to make fun of the situation, the fast movement did make your wound a little more painful.
“Sorry, but there’s absolutely no chance I’m letting my most precious perle leave this house like that.” Val chuckles out. Softly letting your arm free of your weapon, she slightly lifts it and absolutely gushes from how your hand fits perfectly with hers.
“Here, lemme take a look at you.” Valkyrie uses her other hand to lift and cup your face, letting her see for any more smaller injuries. Ever the protector your Valkyrie.
Her eyes were like stars to you, always wanting to gaze at them as they shine. You see a small shade of red form on her cheeks from your eyes resting on her face. You love how she gets all gentle and worked up when it comes to you, though a concern of yours is that it may put her in danger one day.
“How is it you keep hiding yourself when you’re in this state? I’ll find and treat you regardless.” she tells you while rubbing some blood from a cut on your lips, making it turn into a lovesick smile.
“Well I did the same on Sakaar and I didn’t see you rush to my aid until you got all soft for me” you tease.
“And with someone giving me that mindset for two years, it kinda stuck with me”
“You’ll never let that go will you?” she chuckles, releasing you from her embrace.
“Sit down, let me help you.” she tells you while she gets the supplies you brought to fix you up.
“Hey it’s no big deal, I can do it by myself quickly and we can get back out there just as fast.” you say, backing up from her a bit.
“Again with this? You realize that eventually you can’t do everything by yourself, especially when you’re hurt. Plus, the more you bicker the faster that wound of yours can get infected” she scoffs out at you.
Valkyrie finds you a small space from her, staring at her hands full of the supplies. There’s obviously no use of arguing about it, you just have to keep reminding yourself that moments like this will happen. Because of the genuine kindness and caring acts you showed her on Sakaar, it showed Valkyrie that she’s able to move on and care for others again, when it involves you at least.
There’s a crazed god butcher on the loose, fighting about this, about cleaning some wounds is just making him go closer to completing his plan.
She sighs as she puts everything on the nightstand, grabbing your hands and leading you towards the bed for you both to finally sit. “Listen, I could just let this get infected and that would suck for you wouldn’t it?”
You look up at her confused of how blunt she was in her words, then realizing she’s messing with you after a few seconds.
“I don’t want us to fight about this okay?” you notice that her tone in the end made her words into her plea.
“The same way you fawn over me when I’m hurt, you should let me be the same way to you. I need my special girl intact and strong. If it helps you be out at ease, getting everything ready to go will take a few hours so this won’t take long.”
You feel her thumb rubbing the back of your hand and you sigh in defeat as you both knew that the action would make you give in.
“Fine, do what you will to patch me up doctor- or your majesty” you tell her as you move your arm away so that she has a clear area to work on.
“Oh now she’s speaking to me and funny one-liners too?” she quips, reaching for the supplies next to her.
You rolled your eyes at her witty response, “I thought they were always funny!” you tell her, the both of you already leaving the argument behind.
Placing the first aid stuff between the two of you, she starts on the the more important wound on your torso. Continuing where you left off, she finishes cleaning around the wound then puts an antibiotic cream, flinching every time you wince.
You shift your weight to your arms and lean back, watching her work her own magic. Valkyrie looks up at you every so often to see that you’re watching her with admiration as she fixes you up, her cheeks again turning a lovely, light shade of red.
“Before you say anything, yes I was careful this time.” you softly say, breaking the silence.
She laughs as she places an adhesive pad big enough to cover your slash “Actually I was planning to go on about how you should’ve stayed by me but I guess that puts me at ease as well.”
Valkyrie lifts up her head and double checks if the pad is on correctly, softly pressing her fingers on all corners. “It should take a while to heal which is pretty obvious. Alright now for you arm, giv’it here.” she says, her soft and quiet tone making her voice slightly raspy.
Your arms aren’t as bad, she inspects your cuts and starts to trace random patterns around them. “You’re just littered with bruises and cuts, how come you got more than me?” she asks.
“Are we turning the amount of injuries we get into a competition now?” answering her question with another, moving one of her braids from her face and placing it behind her ear.
“No of course not, you just look like you’ve fought in more battles than me that’s all. Just trying to make it aware which one of us fought more” she kids, going again for the antibiotic cream to apply it on the smaller cuts, making you wince.
“Yeah, it doesn’t sound like a competition at all.” your attention goes back to watching Valkyrie grabbing a bandage wrap to cover the injured area.
“Oh hush it did not sting that much.” she says as she’s wrapping your arm.
“I know this may seem a bit excessive but it’ll help trust me.” she tells you endearingly, making sure it’s wrapped securely. Valkyrie looks up back at you seeing you looking over her patchwork.
She lifts up your face towards hers once more to place a butterfly strip across a singular cut around your brow, you don’t have enough willpower to not stare at her as she does so.
“I do trust you, you know that Val” is all that comes out from your lovesick mouth, caused by the closeness of your faces.
“Alright min kjære we’re done” she says, rubbing your chin. She raises your hand again to kiss your covered palm.
Using this to your advantage, you decided that it was your turn to lift up her face. Fervently kissing her, you try to pour in the same amount of care and affection as she did as she took care of you.
Both of you pulling away, you hope that it showed how much you appreciated what she did for you. Valkyrie seems to have gotten the message as she leaves her forehead pressed against yours to cherish the moment.
She gives a love struck sigh “If we weren’t about to ride away on Thor’s janky bifrost, I’d definitely want to stay in with you.”
“I completely forgot about that. We have to go out and help them now Val” you say in disbelief, somewhat ashamed that you forgot about the children Gorr took.
“Don’t worry love, there’s still plenty to do before we leave.” Val tells you as she picks up the used first aid supplies and puts it away.
You get up from the bed and try to put on your suit without having the bandage pad on your side lift up. Grabbing your whip, you shake off the pain and walk to the door, waiting for Valkyrie to get ready.
She comes up to you after a few minutes already in her armor and grabs your hand as you both make you way out of the house. Valkyrie feels you softly squeeze her hand followed by your thumb rubbing on it. She gently squeezes it back as you felt the acknowledgment in that small yet meaningful gesture.
Valkyrie is acutely aware of how much you really love and care for her and you know she feels the same, you don’t know how it can be any better sharing your life with her. Walking towards the modified ship, the both of you are oblivious to what’s coming as you face Gorr head on but knowing you’ll stay at each other’s side no matter what.