Hi, idk if you do smut, but if you do can you do one where jacky Vincent and I are having sex and he accidentally hurts me, and he feels really bad, so he tires making it up to me by doing really cute things? Thank you so much if you can do this :3
You hated how your boyfriend Jacky was sometimes a bit too rough in bed. You loved him and all, but sometimes it wasn’t all that fun being with him if he was going to be so rough. And you let him know how you felt too. He didn’t pay much mind to it and promised to be gentle, but that didn’t exactly last long until you ended up in the emergency room with an elbow out of place. Jacky just wasn’t too careful when having sex.
“Babe, it’s okay, really.” You told him as you were both in the waiting room of the emergency room.
“No, it’s not okay. I promised to be careful.” He said.
“It’s fine.” You said, holding your elbow in place. “You were just a little too caught up in the moment. I’m gonna be okay. I just need to get this checked out.” You said.
The doctor saw you, and took X-rays. “Well,” he said, “there isn’t any visible breakage other than some bruising, but I’ll have this sent to the radiologist to look for any sneaky hairline fractures.”
You left the ER and went home.
The next morning, you were making breakfast for you both. Your arm was sore as hell, but you didn’t want to make Jacky feel bad by complaining, you took some Tylenol and dealt with it. Jacky noticed your stiffness in arm movements.
“Baby, I really didn’t mean to.” He said signaling your arm.
“I know baby I know. It’s okay.” You answered.
“Here, lemme.” He said as he took the eggs you were gonna make from you. “I’ll make breakfast.” He said.
“Babe, you don’t ha-“
“Yes, I do, it’s okay. I don’t mind.” He said.
He next few days were odd.
Jacky did nice things for you left an right. He was always a nice guy, but this was just weird, and different.
He bought you ice cream at random times, came home with flowers another. It wasn’t what you were used to.
So one night, in the middle of your favorite meal that he so nicely cooked for you with your favorite beverage, you asked what was up.
“Baby, I love you, but why’re you acting so differently?”
“What do you mean differently Y/N?” He responded.
“I don’t know, just, different. I mean, you don’t usually cook for me. And we’ve both been okay with me cooking. And cleaning. You do the dishes every night now. Is something wrong baby?” You asked, somewhat worried.
“Nothing’s wrong. It’s just, I really want to make it up to you. That might I hurt you. I promised to be gentle, and I broke that promise. And it’s sucks being responsible for your injury. I’m sorry.” He said.
You looked at him. “Babe, it really is okay, it doesn’t even hurt that bad any more. No more swelling or anything. I’m fine.” You smiled at him. “I’m okay. Thanks for being nice and all, but really, you don’t have to. I’m alright.”
He smiled back, “you sure babe?”
“Yes.” You said, leaning in to kiss him.
That night, you got a call from the doctor confirming that your arm was okay.
Okay wow I feel as though this one sucks a bit. Sorry it’s not too long either!I’ve been super stressed all week and I wrote this in geometry class ;-; also, sorry it’s not really smutty. I couldn’t make it smutty and cute and everything without it being like super duper long /: