"that dude wins bar fights for sure."
alison teases before her smile widens when dana places to her bruise.
"you know what else will help..?"
she asks with her head slightly tilted.
dana's eyes travel across her body, focusing mainly on the bruise at first.
โ t'was that bad, huh? โ
she inspects it, then leaves a single kiss on top of the bruise, playfully winking at her.
โ i'm not a doctor, but that's probably gonna help. โ
to give dana a full view of the bruise, alison slips off her uniform shirt, leaving her abdomen exposed.
"well...?"
she asks as she looks down at it with her.
alison's hand finds dana's on her waist and gives it a gentle squeeze. continuing to smile, she keeps her gaze on her.
"family emergency."
she chuckles a little as her bright, blue eyes begin to plead.
โ yeah? n' what would i tell my boss? can't call in sick. โ
she smiled, tucking one strand of alison's hair behind her ear with one hand, the other resting on her waist.
"i'll make you a deal."
alison begins to speak as she walks inside with dana, slipping off her boots.
"if i stay home from work, then you have to stay home and take care of me."
approaching the blonde, she sets her ice pack aside and gazes into her eyes with a devious grin.
โ i'm serious. work hazard. t's not 'cause i didn't take a day off when i was punched that ya get to do the same. โ
she teased, unlocking the door and getting inside.
getting out of the car with dana's help, alison can't help but chuckle softly at her words.
"that's funny."
she says, fully knowing that there was no way she would be able to take off on such short notice.
after killing off the engine, dana takes both bags and gets out of the car, walking over to the other side and helping alison out.
โ ya should take some time off. maybe two days. โ
"it says ten minutes."
alison assures the blonde. she then turns to her and nods a few times.
"a little, but i'll be fine. promise."
she tells her in a soft tone.
โ jesus mary and joseph, i'm starvin'. โ
she mutters, finally pulling up and parking in the garage.
โ i'll think 'bout it. does it still hurt a lot? โ
alison can feel a gentle blush forming on her cheek when dana's hand squeezes her thigh.
"well, maybe i can return the favor sometime."
placing her free hand over top of hers, she uses the other to place the order for their pizza.
"there we go. got it ordered."
"i take it you're taking care of me tonight..?"
alison lifts a curious brow at dana, a sweet smile curling on her lips. she then reaches for her phone to order something for delivery.
"uhh... what sounds good? chinese? pizza? mexican?"
dana simply smiles, glancing at her and starting to drive.
โ i've got ya, don't worry. now, what are we eatin' tonight? ya can open the app and find somethin' ya like. โ
"what did i do to deserve you..?"
alison questions the blonde as she slips into the passenger and buckles herself in, ice still settled onto her stomach.
"let's go to yours. mine is a mess. i haven't had time to clean."
โ just doin' my job, honey. besides, i like to take care of ya. โ
dana opened the passenger door for her, then walked over and entered in the car, starting the engine.
โ wanna go to yer house or mine? โ
@HauntedSonnets / those are just my own personal thoughts and opinions on the matter. we can agree to disagree. while i am happy that you aren't a red hat yourself, that doesn't erase the harm she is doing. and i am not singling anyone out. there are plenty of other fcs i will not interact with
alison takes the ice pack from dana and holds it to her stomach.
"you're too good to me, you know that?"
she asks the blonde as she follows her out to her vehicle. she was hobbling a little, but some good rest at home would take care of that.
after getting the prescriptions, dana goes back to the break room, holding the actual meds and some ice.
โ ice it, now. i've got the painkillers, we're goin' home. โ
nobody was ever concerned for alison like dana was. she knew her better than anyone else did at this point. despite the tough facade she was putting on, her stomach was in fact in pain. conceding, she gives the blonde a nod.
"okay. i trust your judgment."
she took a look at it, getting more serious.
โ no, we're gettin' ya pain meds. i'll talk to a doctor, and then at home we'll ice it. and i won't take no for an answer. โ