"Oh, that...yeah I completely forgot about that" He looks at your hand on his shoulder and smiles. "Uhm...let me help you please, let me have a look? Is there somewhere we can go?"
"Oh, sure" He turns around and walks to his room, not so far away. "Do you think it's such a good idea to go into your room?"
"Why not?"
"Oh, just a small little thing called Dr. Dickson?"
His head falls backward and he laughs as if you made a funny joke but then his face turns serious again when he sees you don't laugh. "I'm sorry...were you serious? Helena...well, Helena isn't really the caring type...I don't even think she's ever been in my room before. Please come in"
You look around and walk in hesitantly. You lead him to his bed to sit down. His eyes follow your every move and he does everything you say under your soft touch. "Please take off your shirt, I need to see your wound"
He gives you a cocky smile and slowly removes his shirt. You knew that the man before you was well built but this is a ridiculously, breath-stealing, indefinable masterpiece sitting in front of you. You're trying to regain some sort of respectability around him but you can't control the flush shifting inside the very foundation of your being. You swallow visibly. He sees your blush shining like a beacon for all to see. His cocky smile returns on his face and he knows what he's doing to you.
"Will you stop it!"
"What are you talking about?"
His smile deepens and he pops a muscle on his arm. You slap his good shoulder playfully but that was the biggest mistake you could've made. You feel the firmness of his muscle under your hand and you quickly avert your attention to his wound. You sit down next to him opening your first aid kit and get out an alcohol wipe to clean the wound. You slowly and softly cleans the wound and he only wince a little.
"Let me know if I hurt you"
"It's going to take a lot more to hurt me...GOD!!...what are you doing??"
"I said let me know when I hurt you, not bite my head off, you big baby"
You laugh a little and secretly, enjoying bringing this cocky man to his knees. "It was just a quick injection nothing a big Navy Seal like yourself can't handle, right?
"An injection? You just injected me?"
"Yes, I did. Is there a problem?"
He looks away from you and avoid your eyes. "No...no of course not"
"Oh my...Are you afraid of needles?" As you say the words he winces a little and his skin color changes to a lighter shade. He stares at the floor. You love how his vulnerability shines through. You always see this big chiseled man but deep down his only a little boy afraid of needles. You smile softly.
"You know, it's really okay if you are. Your secret is safe with me"
"It's just kind of embarrassing...you know?" He blushes and you think it's the best color on him. You finish up and then put on a plaster over the wound. "There, all done. Don't change the dressing, rather go to someone in medical to change it for you, okay?"
He looks up at you in amazement as if he didn't expect you to be finished so soon. "Thank you for this, it feels amazing, like as if nothing was wrong in the first place"
It's your turn to blush. You close your kit and then stand up to walk to the door.
"Dr. McPherson"
"Yeah...and please, it's Kim"
"Okay, Kim...would you mind changing my dressing when needed? Your touch is unbelievably soft and I didn't even feel you putting in the stitches. That's of course if it's not beneath you to do?"
You feel a little prickle of excitement bubbling inside your core. He wants you to help him. "No, no...I can do that but you know Helena is more than capable to help you too?"
"Uhm...yes of course, that's true...of course"
(Dammit Kim!! What did you just do??)
You turn the doorknob and open the door. "Kim, wait, please"
"Yes?"
"I would really like it if you would change my dressing. Don't make me beg?"
You laugh a little and then nod our head, trying to contain your excitement. "Of course I will, Nick" You turn and walk away, feeling complete happiness.
NICK'S POINT OF VIEW
He sits on his bed and stares at the door that you just closed. He jumps up and air fist pump. "Yes!"
(Fuck!! Nick! What are you doing?? You got a girl!! Dammit! You've got more important things to think of now! Get your ass out of here, you got things to do!!)
He quickly put on his clothes and walk out the door. He called all the commanding officers together to discuss the plan of action.
"You all are aware of the situation. Bravo1 will be going at 14:00 to clear the sector and then evacuation will take place at 0:00. I've given each of you, your missions. Please people, I don't need to tell you that this is a matter of life and death. Remember your training and let's get these people to safety. HOOAH!!"
The officers all air fist pump and shout hooah. Nick dismiss them. Just then Helena walks up to him. "Hey"
"Hey, what are you doing here?" He looks uncomfortable, looking around to see if anyone sees him with her.
"I wanted to-...What is that?" She points to his wound. "Oh, I got hurt on the mission. Nothing too serious"
"Well, I'm glad to hear that but I actually want to know, who dressed your wound? Cause I didn't see you in the sickbay?"