Prove Me Wrong.

'Kieran's POV'

Dating a hockey player comes with a lot of issues, the press, the travel, the lifestyle in general, it all takes a toll. But dating a hockey player that likes to fight comes with a few more problems. Some of which could be solved by the wearing of a visor but well we all know Jamie's not going to no matter how much I beg. Jamie and I have spent our fair share of nights this season sitting on the bathroom floor, with Dr. Kieran coming to the rescue. Even if most of my patients are covered in fur they get treated the same as a human so taking care of Jamie was easy, other than he complained more than my animals. Tonight was no exception.

I was awoken from my peaceful sleep cuddled up with Aggie at 3 am by an anxious call from Jamie. I groggily answered assuming he had just landed from Arizona. "Babe, you have a key if you're coming over just do it." "Uhh," Jamie started, "I got in a fight babe." Sitting up I ran my hands through my hair letting out a yawn, "Yeah, I know I watched it. A visor would help you know." He groaned, "Not why I'm calling, the cuts kinda leaking something gross and it hurts like way more than it should." Great, it's infected I thought as I pulled the blankets back, "Come here now, I'll look at it." Hanging up I walked into the kitchen, if I was going to play doctor at 3 am I needed caffeine.

Carrying my coffee with me into the bathroom I ransacked my medical supplies, pulling out a new suture kit, sterile gloves, and antiseptics to clean Jamie's wound. I heard the door open and close as I set up shop on my vanity, I heard footsteps approaching and the doorframe squeak as Jamie leaned against it. I turned to look at him, shaking my head "Sit," I ordered the beat up man. The cut under his left eye was gross, bruised, swollen and clearly infected.

Shrugging out of his coat he sat on the floor leaning against the bathtub, "Jesus Jamie, how fast did he do this?" I asked inspecting his eye turning his face with my hand, the stiches were done quick and crooked and were going to leave a horrible scar. He shrugged, "I just wanted to go back in." I stood, "Alright tough guy, to clean that out I need to take the fucked up stiches out and redo them," turning the water on to wash my hands "but I don’t have any sedatives so it's going to hurt." He said he could handle it, and oh was I looking forward to watching him squirm.

Pulling on the gloves I opened the sterile packaging of the suture kit, med students practice are given them all the time to practice on flesh like objects such as chicken, but these days I was actually using them on my bonehead of a boyfriend. Retrieving the scissors and tweezers I had Jamie move to sit on the toilet closer to my supplies, "You ready?" I asked and he scowled, "As ready as I can be, doc." Tilting his head up with my gloved hand I kissed him softly, "I love you even when you're beaten up." Removing the old stiches was easy as they weren't done very well in the first place, pulling out the last stich I held the cut together with gauze.

"Ouch," Jamie yelped as I squeezed it together. I bit my lip as I reached for the antiseptics, "Sorry baby, but this is really going to hurt." Swabbing the cut hospital grade antiseptic he flinched, "Fuck, what is that?!" I couldn’t help but laugh, "Acid, duh" he shot me a glare, "Sorry, it'll stop burning when the infection is out." Leaning his head against the wall Jamie closed his eyes as I prepped the new stiches, "Kier?" he asked quietly, "hmm?" I replied as he opened his eyes, "C'mere" he motioned and I pulled off my gloves as I sat on his lap, tossing them into the trash.

Wrapping his arms around my torso I leaned my head against his shoulder, "You okay?" I breathed against his neck. He nodded yes, his chin hitting my shoulder, "I just missed you while we were gone, and this really burns so I need you to distract me." "I missed you more, tell me when it stops burning." We sat in silence, Jamie drawing patterns on my back slowly as I laid my head on his shoulder, struggling to stay awake eventually it was time for the stiches. Climbing off my giant teddy bear I opened a new pack of gloves and the needle, hovering over Jamie's face I told him to take a deep breath.

"Alright tough guy, I'm not even going to call this a pinch because it's going to hurt like a bitch so.." He bit his lip, "Just do it." I nodded and pushed the needle through his skin, in and out, back and forth quickly but correctly. Jamie squirmed and groaned, cursing as I went but for the most part he was a trooper, and with the proper care the new stitches wouldn't leave a scar on the perfect face of Jamie Benn.

When I finished I applied antibiotics and a Band-Aid before pulling Jamie into the bedroom it was now almost 5 and he really needed some sleep. I tucked him in kissing the bandage lightly and his lips before returning to the bathroom to clean up the mess. Looking at myself in the mirror I shook my head, my red hair in a knot on top of my head, my blue eyes slightly bloodshot behind my black glasses I was a mess, I couldn’t imagine dealing with human patients like Jamie for a living, animals were so much easier. Climbing back into bed I was thankful it was a Sunday, I could spend the rest of the day in bed if I wanted and if Jamie was here it sounded that much better.

'Jamie's POV'

I woke up Sunday morning with my face throbbing, God I really needed to stop fighting I thought as I felt the band-aid beneath my eye. Kieran was still sound asleep beside me, her face buried in her pillow as she laid on her stomach. She usually only slept like that if I was gone, but I guess she was just too tired to move last night after I made her play doctor at 3 am. When I returned from the bathroom she had rolled over still asleep but I could see her face, one arm tossed over her eyes shielding her from the sunlight. The bed dipped as I climbed back in and she groaned, "Jame," as I moved closer to her, "Yeah babe, sorry I woke you up." Wiggling in the cocoon of blankets she snuggled into my side, "How's your face?" she asked and I could feel her lips moving against my chest. "It hurts, but I'll live thanks to my hot doctor."

She giggled quietly as I ran my fingertips down her back, "You getting up anytime soon?" I asked and she smiled as she sat up propping her body up on her elbow, "Nope, I have a hot date with Netflix and my bed today." That sounded perfect to me, just like her, "Can I join you?" She thought about it for a second, "Only if you let me watch Grey's Anatomy," Pulling her back down to me I kissed her lips, "Of course, I need to know what happens to MerDer."

She laughed and kissed me once more before going into the bathroom, "What have I done to you Benn?" she asked still laughing and knowing that deep down I did enjoy Grey's Anatomy. I smiled to myself, muttering softly so she couldn’t hear me "You've got me wrapped around your finger, that's what you've done to me." Crawling out of the bed I went into the kitchen, popping a bag of popcorn and grabbing a couple bottles of water. When the popcorn was done I poured it into a giant bowl and made my way back to Kieran. She had turned the TV on and was flipping through the episodes, "You're a genius J," she stated as she reached into the bowl tossing a kernel into her mouth, giving her a wink I brushed off my shoulder "I know." She clicked the episode we had left off on and leaned back on the headboard the bowl of popcorn in between us, this was exactly how I wanted to spend my off days with her. Pajamas and popcorn, corny TV and Kieran was all I needed to get my mind off of hockey.

Notes

Knox is currently in the lead for the puppies name! Final tally will be on Friday :) Keep commenting, Knox, Nash, or Flynn as well as your thoughts on the story! xoxo -Ally

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