WOUNDS
au, men in black-inspired ━━ character, lexi wang
word count, 665 ━━ date written, 29/06/2020 ━━ content warnings, injury; no graphic description
Even after Ayla received her long-awaited promotion to regular agent status, she and Lexi continued to work together on missions. When OPERA determined the couple (in the literal sense of the word by this point) effective partners, it became uncommon to see the two of them not working a case together. Although Ayla and Lexi were officially dating, they kept professionalism while on duty — which was mainly thanks to Lexi, who proceeded to ensure Ayla didn’t get herself into trouble due to a reckless decision.
Yet the pair had to call it a day that evening after Ayla (which was very on-brand for such an impulsive agent like her) managed to get caught up in an accident. It wasn’t a serious injury, thankfully; it wasn’t something a bit of cleaning and dressing wouldn’t solve. Lexi perched at the edge of the bed beside Ayla in their motel room, proceeding to gently wipe the wound on Ayla’s abdomen with a damp cloth.
“We always seem to find ourselves in situations like this, huh?” Ayla laughed, though she winced a little as she repositioned her posture.
“That’s because you haven’t changed,” replied Lexi plainly, squeezing out the excess water as she soaked the cloth in the bowl of saline solution next to her.
“Hey, no fair! Damn it,” Ayla paused as she grimaced; her elaborate hand gestures managed to put a strain on the cut on her stomach. “This time I thought I had it — I really thought it was a good idea th— oh, you’re just joking.” Ayla’s realisation hit when she noticed a small smile dance upon Lexi’s lips, followed by a nod as she glanced back down to resume focus on tending to Ayla’s wound. “I guess I’m still not used to you joking around.”
It was typically difficult for Ayla to sit still without adjusting her position every five or so minutes, so she resorted to tapping her leg in a rhythmic fashion. The chattering and music travelling through the thin walls of the motel distracted Ayla from fidgeting enough, but the simple action appeared to further help her maintain her focus. At least, it was enough while Lexi continued to dry the cut with a clean towel and apply a bandage.
“That should make do for the time being, at least until we can get back to the HQ hospital tomorrow,” mused Lexi, taking glances between Ayla and observing the dressing. Sure, Lexi has done this countless times before, but it didn’t help the tenacious feeling that something could get infected or bleed out if she applied the dressing even slightly incorrectly. “You sure it’s not too tight?”
“I’m sure, stop fretting! I’ll be fine, won’t I? I’ve made it this far, I must have thick skin or an infinite blood supply, or something,” Ayla replied casually, carefully tugging her shirt back down to cover the dressed wound. She shifted her body so she sat cross-legged adjacent to Lexi, who just turned to face her. “Y’know, I could’ve learnt from my mistakes of being impulsive, but maybe I just can’t let go of the idea of being stitched up by the love of my life,” Ayla grinned with a glint in her eye.
“I don’t believe that for a second.” Lexi narrowed her eyes, but a familiar smile tugged on her features as she shuffled closer to Ayla. “You know I love you, though,” she said softly. Gradually, Lexi leaned in towards Ayla to briskly kiss her on the lips, before hastily pulling away again. As always, Ayla’s eyes widened in shock by the time Lexi had returned back to her usual sitting position.
“Hey! If you’re gonna kiss me, at least do it properly! More than one tiny millisecond, at least!” With that, Ayla managed to finally crack Lexi to let out a laugh — nothing major like a huge bellow, but a short chuckle left her lips at the very least.
“Don’t flatter yourself.”
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author’s note, this is kinda poor quality but i wanted to write something short (e.g. the tender sapphic gesture where one tends to the other’s wounds) for this ship i have with my girlfriend i’ve mentioned multiple times throughout this thread... hehe. my girlfriend’s oc is ayla!
au, men in black-inspired ━━ character, lexi wang
word count, 665 ━━ date written, 29/06/2020 ━━ content warnings, injury; no graphic description
Even after Ayla received her long-awaited promotion to regular agent status, she and Lexi continued to work together on missions. When OPERA determined the couple (in the literal sense of the word by this point) effective partners, it became uncommon to see the two of them not working a case together. Although Ayla and Lexi were officially dating, they kept professionalism while on duty — which was mainly thanks to Lexi, who proceeded to ensure Ayla didn’t get herself into trouble due to a reckless decision.
Yet the pair had to call it a day that evening after Ayla (which was very on-brand for such an impulsive agent like her) managed to get caught up in an accident. It wasn’t a serious injury, thankfully; it wasn’t something a bit of cleaning and dressing wouldn’t solve. Lexi perched at the edge of the bed beside Ayla in their motel room, proceeding to gently wipe the wound on Ayla’s abdomen with a damp cloth.
“We always seem to find ourselves in situations like this, huh?” Ayla laughed, though she winced a little as she repositioned her posture.
“That’s because you haven’t changed,” replied Lexi plainly, squeezing out the excess water as she soaked the cloth in the bowl of saline solution next to her.
“Hey, no fair! Damn it,” Ayla paused as she grimaced; her elaborate hand gestures managed to put a strain on the cut on her stomach. “This time I thought I had it — I really thought it was a good idea th— oh, you’re just joking.” Ayla’s realisation hit when she noticed a small smile dance upon Lexi’s lips, followed by a nod as she glanced back down to resume focus on tending to Ayla’s wound. “I guess I’m still not used to you joking around.”
It was typically difficult for Ayla to sit still without adjusting her position every five or so minutes, so she resorted to tapping her leg in a rhythmic fashion. The chattering and music travelling through the thin walls of the motel distracted Ayla from fidgeting enough, but the simple action appeared to further help her maintain her focus. At least, it was enough while Lexi continued to dry the cut with a clean towel and apply a bandage.
“That should make do for the time being, at least until we can get back to the HQ hospital tomorrow,” mused Lexi, taking glances between Ayla and observing the dressing. Sure, Lexi has done this countless times before, but it didn’t help the tenacious feeling that something could get infected or bleed out if she applied the dressing even slightly incorrectly. “You sure it’s not too tight?”
“I’m sure, stop fretting! I’ll be fine, won’t I? I’ve made it this far, I must have thick skin or an infinite blood supply, or something,” Ayla replied casually, carefully tugging her shirt back down to cover the dressed wound. She shifted her body so she sat cross-legged adjacent to Lexi, who just turned to face her. “Y’know, I could’ve learnt from my mistakes of being impulsive, but maybe I just can’t let go of the idea of being stitched up by the love of my life,” Ayla grinned with a glint in her eye.
“I don’t believe that for a second.” Lexi narrowed her eyes, but a familiar smile tugged on her features as she shuffled closer to Ayla. “You know I love you, though,” she said softly. Gradually, Lexi leaned in towards Ayla to briskly kiss her on the lips, before hastily pulling away again. As always, Ayla’s eyes widened in shock by the time Lexi had returned back to her usual sitting position.
“Hey! If you’re gonna kiss me, at least do it properly! More than one tiny millisecond, at least!” With that, Ayla managed to finally crack Lexi to let out a laugh — nothing major like a huge bellow, but a short chuckle left her lips at the very least.
“Don’t flatter yourself.”
xxxx━━━
author’s note, this is kinda poor quality but i wanted to write something short (e.g. the tender sapphic gesture where one tends to the other’s wounds) for this ship i have with my girlfriend i’ve mentioned multiple times throughout this thread... hehe. my girlfriend’s oc is ayla!