Hospitalized |Soldier 76 X Reader|

       The last mission didn’t went out as well as planned, for you at least. You have gotten some heavy injuries, almost causing you to black out right then and there on the ground. If soldier 76 wasn’t there, you might have died. He kept you in cover until Mercy was able to arrive at the scene to get you away from the action. Now you were resting in one of the white beds in the medic area of the base, slowly recovering.

       “Are you doing ok love?” Tracer stood beside your bed, voice full of concern.

       “I should be fine, Mercy is a good doctor and she’s been taking good care of me” you spoke with a low voice due from being tired from the medicine that Mercy had given to you. “How are you and the others?”

       “We’re fine, but very worried for you”

       “Of course you’re worried” you let out a weak laugh. Man it was hard to talk when you’re this tired. “I feel like I’m about to fall asleep. So you should get going now”

       “But I just got here!”

       “After I wake up, then we can talk as long as you what. Well, as long as Mercy allows you to” this time you both laughed. Tracer said her goodbye and left you alone in the room. There’s a good chance Mercy might check up on you later and do her daily check up, but she might have to wait for you to wake up considering that you were feeling yourself falling asleep.

       Hours later, you were still dozing off when Mercy came by to see you. She wasn’t too surprised to see you sleeping, considering one of the side effects of the medicine she gave you was drowsiness. She turned to see Soldier 76 enter the room.

“Are you here to visit (y/n)? Because they seem to be enjoying their sleep right now” Mercy gestured to your sleeping figure in the white bed.

       “Are they going to be ok?” 76 walked up to beside the doctor.

       “Don’t worry, just give them time and they’ll be fighting by your side again” 76 looked at you as Mercy went off to do something else near by. He was slightly angry for getting yourself this hurt, and at himself for letting you get hurt. The others reassured him that it wasn’t his fault that you got here, but he can’t help to feel guilty. He brought up a nearby chair up to your bed and sat beside on it, looking over you.

       “Are you going to wait for them to wake up?” Mercy walked by as she was about to exit the room, carrying a few papers with her. 76 said nothing, so she just went off. He just sat there, keeping a close eye on you.

       It has only been about 20 minutes until you woke up. The lights were off but the lamp that stood on the side table was on, giving yellow light into the dark room instead of the usual bright white one. Your throat felt dry, so you looked around to see if a glass of water was left for you. That’s when you saw 76 sitting in a chair next to the bed you laid in. It looks like he fell asleep while waiting for you to wake up. The sight gave you smile.

       “Ey, 76” you leaned over to him “wake up you old man” you spoke with a slightly higher voice. You seemed to have work after you heard him wake up from his nap. Satisfied, you leaned back to your original position.

       “You doing alright?” 76 asked you in his usual rough voice.

       “I’m doing okay-”

       “Don’t do that ever again” 76 cut you off before you could finish your sentence. “I don’t need you in the med bay for days again”

       “76, I’m sorry. What I did was a horrible mistake”

       “No, it’s mostly my fault for not keep track of what you were doing”. You sighed. 76 had a habit of blaming himself, and you knew this too well. “I don’t need to worry about your well being most of the time.” you sat there listening to his words, unsure what to say next.

       “76-”

       “Jack” he interrupted you again. “Just call me Jack” was he giving you permission to say his name?

       “Well Jack, Mercy explained to me that I should be out tomorrow if nothing comes up. So you wouldn’t have to worry anymore once I get out” you played around with your thumbs as you spoke. Jack was silent, as if he was thinking to himself. “I won’t make the same mistake twice, if that’s what you were thinking about”

       “I hope you’re telling the truth (y/n). We don’t need this to happen again”

       “I am very sure of that Jack. By the way, could you get me a drink? I woke up with a dry throat” you pointed at your neck and gave an awkward smile, trying to lift the mood in the room.  You hear Jack groan as he stood up from the chair he was on. “Thanks dad”

       “Don’t call me that” you heard him fill a paper cup from a nearby water cooler.

       “Come on now, let me have some fun Jack” being stuck in a bed was boring, so you had to find a way to get some kind of entertainment other than books. Jack came back and handed you paper cup filled with nice cold water. He turns to leave, but you grabbed his coat before he got too far.

       “What?” he turned to look at you.

       “Thanks Jack” You gave him a real, warm smile this time. He was still for moment, staring at you before he extended his arm to your head and shuffled your hair a bit. He chuckled a bit, seeing how you tightly closed you eyes and moved back a bit to avoid getting your hair too messed up.

       “I’ll see you tomorrow”