Female Marvel x Female Reader [ENDED]

Shot (Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D)

This will a series of how May, Jemma, Skye (Before the reveal) and Bobbi will react to you being shot when you are in the field. Have fun reading!

Scenario: You were sent on a solo rescue ordered by Coulson to find out Ward's next move. You held your gun up as you cautiously entered the ware house. You kicked open the door and found Ward sitting in a chair.

You: "Ward, it's over."

Ward: "Of course Coulson would send you."

You: "I would lay my life down for the team. "

You circled around Ward, finger on trigger, ready to shoot.

Ward: "Is it fair? That you have to always put your life on the line for the team? Is it really-"

You: "Shut up Ward. I'm not falling for your tricks again."

Ward: "Well then I gave you a choice."

He jumped out and you immediately pulled the trigger but he flipped your gun away.

Ward: "Now, now, let's not get angry."

You: "Oh you crossed that line when you betrayed us."

You punched him and staggered backwards.

Ward: " I see you have been training."

You: " I had to since my S.O disappeared on me."

Ward:"Don't tell me you're still bitter."

You gave a bitter laugh.

You: "Oh, I wonder why."

Ward: "I enjoyed our little meet-up but I got go."

Before you could react, Ward grabbed the your gun and pulled the trigger. The bullet merely grazed you as you jumped out of the way.

Ward: "Well I can't have you following me."

He pulled the trigger again and shot you straight in the ribs. Ward left you bleeding, slouched at one side.  You pressed against your earpiece.

You: "Coulson, Ward got away."

You grunted as you stood up.

Coulson: "Are you injured?"

You: "It's fine.  I just got shot twice by Ward."

Coulson: "We are coming to pick you up."

You limped out of the ware house and waited as the bus landed.

May: You headed straight for the medical bay and you found Jemma there. You were bleeding rapidly.

Jemma: "Omg, (Y/N)! You are bleeding! Omg, let me get the supplies. Fitz! Call May!"

You groaned as you sat on the bed. Moments later, May came in. You lifted up your shirt and May helped you bandaged. Silence filled the air as she finished.

You: "May, I-"

May: "What was Coulson thinking?"

You: "May, it's not Coulson's fault. I was careless."

May: "I'm going to speak to Coulson."

May left you alone in the medical bay and Jemma walked in.

Jemma: "Is May...."

You: "Angry? Yes. I'm just going to head back to my room, thanks Jemma."

You walked back to your and May's room and laid on the bed. You were sleeping when you heard the door open. You mumble as you felt a pair of arms hug around you.

May: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't reacted like that."

You: "I shouldn't have gotten shot. Next time I promise to tell you if I'm going to get shot."

May gave a small chuckle as she kissed you on the forehead. You snuggled gratefully in her arms.

Jemma: As you slowly limped in, Jemma came rushing out.

Jemma: "Omg, (Y/N)! You are bleeding! Umm, let's get you to the medical bay where we can clean you up."

She helped you the medical bay and continued to ramble on.

Jemma: "How could you be so careless? Gods, what was Coulson thinking letting you against Ward? How stupid are you to go against Ward?"

She finished cleaning your wounds and still continued rambling.

Jemma: 'What if he shot you somewhere fatal? What if-"

You stopped her by kissing her on the lips.

You: "Jemma, I'm fine."

Jemma blushed.

Jemma: "Well then, you need rest."

She walked away, red faced as you chuckled and left for your room.

Skye:  She came in rushing as Jemma finished bandaging you up.

Jemma: "Well then, I will leave both of you to be."

Skye: "Are you okay? I'm going to kill Ward when I see him."

You: "Skye, I'm not dead. I'm still alive ain't I?"

Skye: "That's true but..."

You: "Stop worrying,  but I will get better if I get cuddles?"

Skye rolled her eyes but snuggled with you anyway.

Bobbi: Before you could even go into the bus, Bobbi came running out and scooped you up.

You: "Bobbi, put me down, don't stain your hands."

Bobbi: "I'm not letting go of you."

You: "Bobbi! Bobbiiiiiii!"

She ignored you and carried you to the medical bay. Sometimes you wished you were short so she couldn't easily scoop you up but secretly you enjoyed it even if it means you got shot. Bobbi never let go of your hand as she bandaged your wound. And afterwards she scooped you up again and laid in bed with you.

Bobbi: "Like I said, I'm not letting go."

And she kissed you.