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What if a targaryen princess reader is able to go to my little pony world and is friends with the main 6. One day, she brings them to her world. When they get to her world, they turn into humans like she turns into an alicorn in theirs. How would her family react to her friends? How would her friends react to her family? How would spike react to the hotd dragons?
Headcanons
[MLP Equestria Girls] Sunset Shimmer x Female Reader
Summary: General headcanons and a drabble at the end of how she would cheer her S/O up when she's having a bad day / low confidence.
Word Count: 1.61k Content + Warnings: None Category: Slight Angst + Fluff || Headcanons
[A/N]: I'm also planning to write for Adagio, and I really want to make a headcanons post for her as well because this was actually fun to write. Especially the drabble at the end.
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Love language (receiving) for her is words of affirmation and quality time
Love language (giving) from her is a mix of the two above, as well as physical touch
Very perceptive of others, especially you. If you’re having even a slightly stressing issue in the day, she’s always the first to pick up on it and offer help
She can read you like a book: She’s almost always able to tell what you’re feeling, no matter how hard you try to hide it. She’s able to see your smaller mannerisms and can pick up on your body language quicker than others
Very protective over you, regardless of what’s happening. She knows you can take care of yourself, but she’ll often step in, especially if you ask her to or if she can sense that you’re starting to shut down because of the situation
Absolutely loves to shower you with compliments. She loves seeing you smile and feel good about yourself, so you’ll hear plenty of encouraging words from her on a daily basis
When spending time alone, she likes to play different games with you. Video games, board games, a random made up game you came up with on the spot. It doesn’t matter to her what kind it is, she just likes to spend time with you, and games are a fun way to do it.
She is very competitive, however, and can sometimes get a little testy depending on how long a game drags on for. Won’t yell at you specifically, but she’ll often yell at the screen or the board game set up in front of her in anger and desperation
It’s funny, but she’ll send you the nastiest look if you tease her for it
Speaking of yelling, it’s clear that she has anger issues
If you choose to try to help her work through them, you have to find the patience to deal with her when her outbursts get bad
Because of these anger issues, arguments with her can hurt. Bad. She knows what you’re sensitive about, and although she does her best to keep her cool, sometimes an insult targeted directly toward your insecurities slips right out of her
After the argument has settled, she’ll often go for a drive or a walk to clear her mind and try to cool off. When she comes back, she gets extra clingy, apologizing repeatedly and almost begging you to forgive her
She doesn’t mean to hurt you, she really doesn’t, but she has no idea how to work through her feelings safely
It only takes one heartbroken look from you after a particularly bad argument for her to finally seek help to work on her anger
She’ll do whatever it takes to make sure she never hurts you again
Similarly, she’s a fantastic listener – and an even better advice-giver
No matter what you need to vent about, she’s there to listen and offer you a shoulder to cry on if you need it
Always has your favorite comfort foods and shows ready for whenever you tell her you’ve had a bad day
Will hold you close and talk about random things to help you get your mind off of it for a bit so you can rest
During those times, if you’re up for it, she’ll dig out her guitar and play a few calming songs for you, some of which she wrote herself specifically with you in mind
She’ll often sing to you at the same time, throwing in cheesy lines here and there to get you to smile and laugh
Randomly, no matter if you’re in between classes or if you’re home alone after school, she’ll show up and hand you a small gift. Colorful rocks in the shape of a heart, a random trinket that Twilight left behind in her lab, or even a plush pillow or blanket made in your favorite color. When you ask her what the gift was for, she’ll often just shrug with a smile and say, “made me think of you.”
Generally very open with PDA. Won’t make out with you or anything in the halls, but she isn’t one to shy away from hugs and kisses, and has even pulled you to sit in her lap during band practice while the others tried to figure out lyrics for their newest song. She’s proud to have you as her girlfriend, and she’s not afraid to show you off
“Hey, you okay? You’ve been really quiet. What’s wrong?” Glancing up after feeling a warm hand squeeze your shoulder, you met Sunset’s concerned gaze. She offered you a small smile before sitting down beside you on the steps outside of the school. With a small shrug, you turned away and pulled your jacket further around yourself. Upon seeing this, Sunset frowned, though she was still quick to scoot closer and pull you into her side. “Bad day?”
When you nodded, her frown deepened. She sighed and leaned her head against yours once it fell on her shoulder. “I’m sorry,” she murmured. “Hopefully we can find something to cheer you up.” You hummed, body and mind too exhausted to form a proper response. The day had felt like it had gone on forever, and school had barely let out for the day, meaning you still had to drag yourself home and force yourself to get all of your work done for the day before you were even granted the idea of sleep.
You weren’t sure how you made it through the day without collapsing. Everything felt weak, though it did feel nice to have Sunset supporting your weight against her own. For that brief moment, you felt your body relax against her, eyes drooping and threatening to close. She seemed to take notice of this immediately. She squeezed and shook you gently to gain your attention, biting back a small laugh when you greeted her with a pout and a whine in response. “C’mon,” she whispered to you as she stood and helped pull you to your feet. “Let’s get out of here, alright?”
You nodded, wordlessly following her to her car and sliding into the passenger seat, watching tiredly as she got into the driver’s seat and started the engine. At some point after you leaned against the window, you dozed off, only realizing it when Sunset shook you awake. “Hey, we’re here. You can get some rest once we’re inside, okay? My car’s not exactly the coziest place to sleep.” Quickly, she stepped out and trailed to your side of the car to open your door for you. You smiled up at her and got out of the seat.
After closing the door and locking the car, Sunset gently took hold of your hand and tugged you into her apartment, where she sat you down on the sofa before heading into the kitchen to grab a glass of cold water for you. After handing it to you, she helped you into her room and took your bag from you, setting it down beside the closet door. Once you took a few sips, you placed the glass down on the nightstand by her bed, hardly noticing how her eyes trained themselves anxiously on you.
“I’ll be right back,” she announced rather softly before stepping out of the room. Your body screamed at you to lie down, but your mind stopped you each time you tried, reminding you of all the work you still had to do for your classes before you could sleep. Shortly after her departure, Sunset returned, now carrying a small pile of blankets and pillows in one arm and a bag of snacks in the other. Confused, you simply watched her.
As she closed the door behind her with her foot, she nearly stumbled over to the bed, dropping the pillows and blankets and telling you to bundle up. When she put the bag of snacks down, she asked you to choose your favorites and suggested putting on a movie. “Sunset, I still have homework.” She shrugged at that, waving you off and taking it upon herself to wrap you up in the blankets herself.
“Don’t worry about that, I’ll deal with it later. And don’t argue with me about it because you already know I’ll win.” Your lips parted momentarily, wanting to protest, though you gave up with a defeated sigh and nod. Slowly, you leaned back against her pillows and curled up underneath the covers she had thrown over you. Once she was sure everything was set up, Sunset flicked the lights off before joining you on the bed, pulling you into her side and plucking the remote off of the nightstand. She handed it to you after powering the TV on. “Go ahead and put on whatever sounds good to you, okay?” You nodded at her words and clicked onto YouTube to scroll for a bit.
You couldn’t bite back the smile that made its way to your lips when she pulled you closer to her chest to press a gentle kiss to the top of your head.
When you finally settled on something and pressed play, you dropped the remote back onto the counter beside the bed and yawned, nestling under the blankets and focusing more on her warmth than what was playing on the screen. Her hand trailed up from your back to soothingly scratch at your scalp, another kiss planting itself against your forehead. “Thanks, Sunset,” you managed to slur out. You could feel her smile against your skin as she nodded and somehow squeezed you closer. You could already feel yourself dozing off again, though you welcomed it this time. “Of course.”
Cup of Tea
[MLP Equestria Girls] Sunset Shimmer x Female Reader
Summary: Sunset is up late at night studying when you come join her with a cup of tea and kisses on the head in hopes she'll have a good night, but you're quick to make sure she gets her rest.
Word Count: 1.28k Content + Warnings: Sunset overworking herself, not eating or sleeping, nearly passing out from exhaustion Category: Fluff || One-shot
[A/N]: This was just a quick drabble, so it's not proofread (like usual lmao), but I did enjoy writing it regardless.
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Gently, amongst the sound of pages flipping and her pencil scribbling, Sunset heard when you softly set something down on the desk beside her. Heavy eyes met yours once she turned, and she smiled instantly once you cupped her face. “Hey,” you whispered. “Hey,” she answered, yawning. You frowned at the sight of her unkempt locks of hair and the heavy bags under her eyes. Your scowl of worry only deepened when her shoulders slumped down tiredly. “How much later do you think you’ll stay up?” You asked quietly, glancing over at the small analog clock on the corner of the desk.
“It’s already four AM.” A small nod was your response before she turned back to her workload scrambled up messily across the desk. Her head turned enough to see what you had put down, curiously glancing back up at you when she saw the small cup. “What’s that?” “It’s just some tea to help you feel a little better. You have been seeming really tired and sick lately.” She hummed, wiping weakly at her heavy eyes before shakily taking hold of the handle of the cup, lifting it and bringing it to her lips for a sip.
You watched for a moment, worry contorting your features when you took notice of the way her hand trembled. “When was the last time you slept or ate?” Now she seemed guilty, her head lowering once she put the cup back down to avoid seeing just how concerned you were for her. It would only make her feel worse. Sighing heavily, you planted your hand on her shoulder and gave it a small squeeze. “You promise me you’ll eat something once you finish this up tonight?” She nodded and motioned towards the paper she was holding. “Yeah, I’ve only got this page and one other left.”
She turned to you then, her hand raising and squeezing the one you still had on her shoulder. “Go ahead and go back to bed,” she whispered. “I’ll be in there soon, I promise.” You smiled down at her, moving to stand behind her chair and wrap your arms lazily over her shoulders, then letting your head drop down far enough to press a gentle kiss to the top of her head. “I’m going to stay awake just for a little longer with you. I just want to make sure you’re going to be okay.”
“I’m alright, honey, I swear. This should be the last time I have to stay up like this for a while. I just have to finish these last three papers.” You raised a brow. “Three? You just told me you only had two left.” She paused, falling silent. “How many pages do you actually have left?” She hummed, then sighed, and looked around at the disorganized mess in front of her. She plucked a few sheets up and scanned over them. “Five or six, I think. I don’t really know the exact amount, but I know I’m close to being done.”
“How about this,” you started, walking to the side of the desk and picking up a few papers she hadn’t tucked into her hands when she had counted how many were left. “You keep working on that and drinking the tea I got you, and I’ll start organizing some of these so it’ll be easier to deal with tomorrow.” She parted her lips to argue, wanting you to go to bed, but she knew you’d tell her you’d only go to sleep again if she did too. Instead, she let a small sigh slip out before she nodded. “Thank you,” she murmured, turning back to her current paperwork.
As she continued to work on what was left, you skimmed through the random sheets sprawled out in front of you and organized them into their respective categories. Every few minutes, you reminded her to take a drink of the tea by her side. She did as told each time, seemingly relieved each time the warm liquid met her tongue.
Two hours passed by the time she had finally finished both the tea and her work, and you ultimately managed to get everything piled separately. When she glanced over at the clock to check how long she’d be able to sleep, she groaned and moved to rest her head against the desk. At the feeling of your hands sliding up and down her back before gently massaging her shoulders, she sighed and weakly sat back up. “Guess I’m not getting any sleep tonight after all.”
You frowned, leaning down and pecking her temple. “Well, you said this is the last time for a while that you’ll have to stay up like this, right?” “Yeah.” “Then just do your best to get through the day, and I’ll make sure you can sleep as long as you need to. I’ll even call your boss to make sure they don’t bother you tomorrow, alright?” Chuckling, she nodded, leaning her head back to rest against your chest. “A day off sounds amazing right now.”
For a moment, you stayed silent. Her eyes were closed, every part of her too tired to notice the lack of a response from you. “Could you take the day off today after you drop off all the paperwork?” It took several seconds for her to respond. You could tell she was on the verge of passing out already. For three days, she had been hunched over the desk all day and night working. It was no surprise to see her finally giving in to sleep once everything was finished.
“Maybe that’ll work,” she slurred out. Grinning, you kissed her forehead and stroked soothingly at her hair. “If you can, then come back home right after so we can cuddle up in bed and you can finally get some rest, alright?” She nodded. “Alright.”
You had to help her get up and dressed for the day. While she worked on buttoning up her shirt and slipping on her shoes, you packed all of her work away in her bag and handed it to her once she plucked her keys from the hook by the front door.
“Uh, maybe you shouldn’t be driving,” you voiced, concerned. Before she could argue, you had taken the keys from her hand. “I’ll take you, okay? Let’s go.”
You linked arms with her, letting her lean against you as you both headed down into the parking lot of the apartment building and climbed into her car. During the drive to her workplace, you could see out of the corner of your eye that she was struggling to stay conscious as she leaned against the window. Once making it there, you helped her inside, led her to the office, and waited until her boss approved her day off (which she almost did immediately upon seeing Sunset’s state) before heading back down.
You fought back the urge to speed back to the house after Sunset nearly collapsed in the lobby, and once you finally made it back to your shared apartment, you nearly had to drag her back into the room and drop her onto the bed. There, she instantly pulled you on top of her. She then rolled over and shuffled down to let her head fall against your chest. As you smiled from her actions, you managed to tug the comforter out from under her and pull it over her already sleeping form.
With your arms draped comfortingly over her shoulder and the other tucked under her waist, you pressed yet another kiss to her head and sighed. Your eyes fell shut, and you soon drifted off yourself, thankful to finally have her sleeping soundly in your arms again.
Nurture
[MLP Equestria Girls] Sunset Shimmer x Female Reader
Summary: After an incident, Sunset is there to keep you calm and help you tend to your injury.
Word Count: 3.05k Content + Warnings: Reader breaks a bone, cussing, talk of pain killers, talk of fighting Category: Slight Angst + Fluff || One-shot
[A/N]: I've only ever broken my toe and fractured my hip before (knock on wood) and never went to the hospital for either, so I have no idea if the description of Reader's broken leg or the way I wrote the treatment at the hospital are accurate lol. I plan on answering another request, then writing for Val Ortiz, then writing for Adagio next.
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You weren’t sure how you managed to let Rainbow Dash convince you to play a round of soccer with her after classes, but there you were: with your jacket tied around your waist and your hair pushed back out of your face as much as it could be, you stood your ground on the field and stared her down. She had dragged the others along with her, including Pinkie Pie, who was given the whistle. As you waited for her to blow the whistle and start the match, you snuck a quick glance over at your girlfriend, Sunset, watching contentedly from the bleachers.
She shot you a smile when you waved to her and returned the motion. Her hand fell back into her lap when you turned to face your opponent again. Finally, Pinkie blew the whistle and yelled a quick, “go!” in which Rainbow, who was granted the running start and first kick, struck the ball forward and chased quickly behind it. You jumped at the speed of it before turning to run after her, doing your best to catch up and kick the ball away from her. You weren’t able to succeed, however, and she almost instantly scored a point for herself.
“Point for Rainbow,” Pinkie hollered. You groaned, immediately knowing that you weren’t going to win against her. Still, you wanted to at least make one goal.
When you turned to look over at Sunset, you saw her snickering a bit before she sat up straight and gave you two thumbs up. You rolled your eyes at her laughing, but still smiled and stuck your thumb back up in her direction in return.
After catching your breath, you returned to your previous spot on the field and waited once again for the whistle to start the match. Again, Rainbow kicked the ball almost directly into the goal just a moment after, leaving you dumbfounded from her speed. This continued for a few more rounds.
The final round, Rainbow allowed you to kick the ball off first. The shrill scream of the whistle rang out, and you took off toward the small ball, kicking it immediately toward your goal and somehow managing to maneuver around Rainbow and make it close to the goal. You smiled, surprised with yourself, and readied your leg in the air behind you to punt the ball into the goal.
Just as you let your leg swing forward, you watched as Rainbow’s leg flew in from the side, her heel making contact with the side of your shin and driving into it at full force. Instantly, you heard a loud, sickening crack accompanied by a sharp pain bolting through your veins.
The ball completely forgotten, you collapsed to the floor and clutched your leg into your chest, letting out a cry and curling into yourself. “Shit!” Rainbow froze in place for a brief moment before crouching down beside you and gripping your shoulder, trying to help you sit up again. From across the field, you could barely hear the sound of Sunset calling your name and thundering towards you through the sound of your heart pounding in your ears.
“Oh, fuck,” Sunset muttered under her breath as she kneeled down beside you and propped your head up against her lap. “Rainbow, why did you do that?” She hollered, clutching you closely to her protectively as she barked insults at Rainbow for being so careless. Rainbow stammered, trying to explain her mistake before ultimately giving up and turning to you, blurting apology after apology. You groaned, forcing yourself to sit up enough to lean against Sunset’s shoulder instead, wincing when she squeezed you against her and looked down at your leg.
Bent halfway out of place, she knew instantly that it was broken. Her lips tugged back into a grimace at the sight before she sighed and fished her keys out of her pocket, tossing them in Rainbow’s direction. Confused, she looked up at Sunset. “Go start my car. I’m going to drive her to the hospital.” She nodded without argument and stood, turning on her heel and dashing off toward the parking lot on the other side of the school.
“Hey,” Sunset partially whispered, moving to sit in front of you once she was sure you could sit up on your own. “It’s going to be okay, alright? We’re gonna get you to the hospital, and you’ll feel better there once they get your leg back into place.” You nodded, whimpering and wiping at the few stray tears that dripped from your eyes.
She scooted a bit closer and lifted your leg. You yelped from the motion, prompting her to blurt out a quick apology before she rested it against her lap in an attempt to elevate it. “You’re gonna be okay.” Her hand drove forward and took yours, squeezing it gently as she did her best to get you to look her in the eye. “Breathe. I’m going to pick you up so I can carry you to the car, but you have to calm down a bit first,” she explained, keeping her tone low and soothing. “Just breathe with me.”
You nodded again, still too shocked from everything to speak properly. Your eyes trained themselves on her as she put a hand to her chest, making it easier to see it rising and falling with each breath. As she sucked in a breath, you did the same, held it when she did, and released it at the same time as her. You continued to mirror her for a few minutes until you ultimately managed to breathe normally again. She wiped the rest of your tears dry, hooked one arm around your torso, then one under your legs.
“I’m not going to lie, this is probably going to hurt. You ready?”
“Yeah.”
She nodded at your confirmation and hoisted you up, flinching with guilt when you hissed loudly and tensed up. “I’m sorry,” she murmured. Turning slowly, she walked toward the parking lot, meeting Rainbow halfway there. “Why don’t I come with you guys? I feel bad for all of this,” she suggested, earning a sneer from Sunset, who shook her head and continued walking. “I think you’re kind of the last person she wants to see when she has to get her leg popped back into place,” she growled. Rainbow frowned, but she didn’t argue.
“Sunset, she didn’t mean to,” you piped up only a moment later. “I’m not mad at her.” She looked down at you in her arms, staring at you with wide eyes as if you were crazy. “What? How could you not be mad at her? She just broke your leg!” “She didn’t mean to.” “So what?” She was ready to continue, seemingly angered at the situation for you, though she stopped herself upon seeing your pain-riddled features: eyes clenched shut, brows pinched together, and lips pulled back in a scowl. “Sorry,” she repeated softly.
After carrying you around to the passenger side of her car, she managed to pull the door open and sit you inside, sliding the chair back to give your legs enough room. Just as quickly as she had run to you on the field, she raced to the driver’s side and slipped in, shifting gears and speeding out of the parking lot.
The entire ride there was agonizing for you, though a small bit of your anxiety eroded when she took your hand into hers, a silent way of saying she was there for you. When the car rolled to a stop in the parking lot, Sunset shot out and over to pick you back up and carry you inside.
Shortly after making it inside, Sunset set you down in one of the chairs in the waiting room while she went up to the desk and explained the situation. They assured her quickly that they’d get her back to be seen shortly, and she joined you over in the seat next to you. As you waited, she repeatedly did her best to get your mind off of the pain shooting through your leg, though she didn’t fail to notice that everyone else seemed to be getting in ahead of you.
After about half an hour passed, she went back up to the front desk and asked what was taking so long. The woman running the reception up front explained that since the situation wasn’t dire, they were letting in other people before you, which only sparked fury into Sunset’s blood until it boiled. Begrudgingly, after you called her to come back and calm down, she returned to your side and grumbled a few curses under her breath about how long the entire situation was taking.
Another half hour had passed by the time Sunset lost her temper. She stormed back up to the desk yet again and fought back every urge she had to start yelling at the woman, knowing it wasn’t her fault. “Why the hell is it taking so long? My girlfriend’s in serious pain, her leg is swollen and broken, and we’ve already been waiting here for an hour! How much longer is it going to take until she can be seen? This is ridiculous,” she started, fingertips digging painfully into the countertop as she grew increasingly impatient.
The startled woman sitting on the other side of the counter held her hands up in surrender and nodded with her words, trying to deescalate the situation. “Ma’am, I understand that, but we’re low on space right now and there are other people who need to be seen first. I promise you we’re doing all we can.” Sunset grumbled and closed her eyes for a brief moment, taking a deep breath to calm herself before glaring at the woman again.
“Then can she at least get some pain killers or something until she can be seen?” “I’ll see what I can do.” With a scoff, she turned around and nearly dropped herself back down into the chair next to you. As you parted your lips to ask if she was okay, a nurse came by holding a small plastic cup with two pain killers in it. In her other hand, she held a small water bottle. After checking that you weren’t allergic to the specific kind she had, she handed them to you with a small smile, glancing over uneasily at Sunset.
You thanked the nurse, then nudged Sunset’s shoulder. “Thanks,” she murmured. The nurse nodded and walked away.
“Please be kind to them, okay?” You begged. “This type of job isn’t usually easy. A lot of the people who work here see some horrible things, and I really don’t want to add to it.” She glanced at you for a moment, then up at the clock on the wall, then fully turned to you again. “Is that why you’re acting like your broken leg isn’t that big of a deal?”
You shrugged. After a small pause, you nodded. “Yeah, kind of, but I’m also getting really tired now that the adrenaline is starting to wear off, so I feel more like I’m going to pass out than what I can feel because of my leg.” She frowned, brows furrowed together deeply in concern.
With a bit of a struggle, you managed to take both of the pills and finish off the bottle of water. Twenty minutes passed before they kicked in, but you couldn’t help but finally relax a little bit when a decent amount of the pain drifted away into more of a muted sensation. Sunset noticed, smiling weakly when she saw your features rest from their previously pained expression. She sighed, trying to stand from her chair to go up to the desk again, though you grabbed her by the wrist and stopped her.
“Sunset, please, just stay over here with me. I’ve been watching the other people go back before me, and the receptionist is right: they really do need to be seen before me. Three of them had to be carried in on a stretcher for god’s sake. I don’t want you to keep getting upset with the people here. I just want you to sit here with me, okay?”
Against every part of her that screamed for her to go up to the counter anyway, she listened to you with a nod and sat back down, slipping her hand into yours and lacing your fingers together. “Okay,” she whispered. When you smiled at her and shifted over to let your head fall against her shoulder, she couldn’t help but grin and tilt her own head to rest on top of yours.
For a moment, it was silent between the two of you. She made a small comment, though. “I’m so tempted to kick Rainbow’s ass when I see her again tomorrow.” You snickered and shook your head, rolling your eyes. “Please don’t. She didn’t mean to do it. Plus, we don’t need another person from our friend group coming here for a broken bone.” You thought for a moment, recalling how violent Sunset could get during fights.
“Well, we don’t need her coming here for several broken bones.”
She hummed and giggled before silence fell between you again.
You had nearly fallen asleep because of the pills by the time you were finally called back to be seen. They brought out a wheelchair, which you were helped into, and then wheeled you back into a room for x-rays to see how severe the break was. Sunset stood outside the door until she was allowed in. The moment she entered, she stood by your side as you rested as best as you could on the small bed.
Briefly after the x-rays were finished, a doctor came in and explained that the break wasn’t too bad, which you found hard to believe considering how much pain you had been feeling in the past couple of hours. Still, the doctor went on with the plan for treatment. She explained that all you would need to do is have your leg readjusted into place, then wear a cast for about two months, making sure to take it easy.
Sunset listened closely to what would be needed for treatment, making a mental list of everything she’d need to do to help you fully recover. She held your hand and never thought to complain when you squeezed it to a painful degree as they shifted the broken part of your leg back into place. The cast was molded and wrapped around your leg. You whined at how uncomfortable it was, making a comment to Sunset that you weren’t looking forward to feeling it against your skin for the next two months. She laughed softly and assured you that it was for the better.
Once you were finally discharged, you were given crutches and helped out into the waiting room again so Sunset could give her information to pay. After everything was settled, you bumped Sunset in the arm and motioned towards the same receptionist from before. She sighed and turned to her. “Sorry about earlier,” she started. “I was just really stressed out about everything. I didn’t mean to get so… aggressive.”
Surprisingly, the receptionist smiled and shook her head. “It’s alright, I completely understand. I acted the same way when my son broke his arm. This kind of stuff happens all the time, unfortunately. I’ve been through worse, so don't worry about it.” For the first time that evening, Sunset smiled at someone other than you. A few more words of parting were shared before you were led back out to the car.
The pain killers had kicked into overdrive by the time you were buckled into the passenger seat. You dozed off from the moment you could hear the comforting hum of the engine, and you didn’t wake up until you felt yourself being carried yet again. You looked around, confused, then glanced up at Sunset.
“Where are we? This isn’t my house.” She grinned weakly. “I know, but I really want to be able to keep an eye on you until those meds wear off. I’ll just let you crash at my place tonight, okay?” You nodded, too exhausted from everything to argue. Instead, you let her hold you close as she walked upstairs to her apartment, lay you down on your usual side of her bed, and essentially tuck you in for the night.
Before you could fully crash again, she briefly lifted the covers from your form to tuck a couple of pillows under your broken leg for elevation. It only took her a moment to leave the room and return with a cold glass of water, which she put on the nightstand beside you. Lazily, she climbed into her side and bundled up under the covers before pulling your head into her chest from the side.
“You okay? Do you need anything else?” Yawning, you shook your head. She hummed and nodded in response.
As your eyes fell shut and your body fell limp, you could feel Sunset shuffling around uncomfortably beside you. “What’s wrong?” You asked quietly, almost too softly for her to hear. “I’m just pissed at Rainbow Dash,” she admitted, rubbing the fatigue from her eyes. “I don’t understand why. She didn’t mean to,” you replied. “I get that, but she still should’ve been more careful. I don’t get why she has to be aggressive all the time when it comes to sports.”
You bit your tongue and smirked at that, resisting the urge to comment on her own anger issues that flared up randomly. With a bit of a strained effort, you slipped your arm beneath her and did your best to hug her close from the side, pressing a small chaste kiss to her collarbone.
“Well, then just talk to her about it tomorrow, okay? I’m sure you can work things out.” Sighing heavily, she nodded and pulled you closer, letting her own eyes close. “Yeah, okay, I guess you’re right.” For a moment, you thought she was on the verge of falling asleep, save for the feeling of her fingertips dragging themselves against your skin and tracing random patterns. She spoke up, however. “You’re gonna have to be there with me though. Otherwise I’m going to lose my cool.” You couldn’t help but let out a tired chuckle.
“Deal.”