Scotty Sire x Kally👏🏻🤍

This was requested by @kallyjade !! thanks so much for being my first request! since you were the first person to make a request i made it personalized for you! hopefully your name is actually Kally and that’s not just a screen a name😂 she requested prompt 60 with Scott. also it’s been a while since i’ve done this so sorry if it’s terrible-s.l.k.🤍

Word Count: 913

Warnings: none? fluffy Scott? is that a warning? idk old injury but you probably could’ve guessed that one on your own

Requests Status: Still open!!

you’d been in pain all week. you should’ve gone in days ago but Scott has been so busy filming vlogs, and filming vlogs meant editing, editing vlogs meant a stressed out Scott, which meant you needed to be home for him. not at the chiropractor. however, the pain was starting to become unbearable and ibuprofen and tylenol stopped helping days ago. One the positive side, Scott hadn’t been able to notice your discomfort because he was trying to get his video out on time and work on new music for his next album. so between cooking the two of you meals, making sure Scott actually ate, working on edits with Scott, and helping Scott plan future videos you started to forget how bad the pain was getting yourself. until you went to bed one night.

the next morning you woke up and to say your hip was on fire would be understatement of the year. even just moving your toes would cause pain to shoot through your whole leg. Needless to say, there was no way you were getting out of bed soon. you slowly tried the stretched and exercises you’d done in the past but everything hurt too much and before you knew it you were crying. both from pain and frustration. it was an old injury, so why was it still something that you had to deal with? why was the pain still so bad? and for what? sleeping in the wrong position?

“fuck. shit. fuck. ow. ass. fuck.” you quietly cursed out as you tried to sit up in bed.

“hey babe! the vlog is finally up and i think we both could use- babe?” Scott walked into your shared bedroom and saw you struggle to sit up, and he also happened to notice you quickly wiping your eyes when he came in.

“yeah, what’s up?” you tried to control your breathing so he would think you were okay but the strain in your voice outed you immediately, and Scott quickly approached you.

“Kally, what’s going on? do you need something?” you began to try to sit up again in hopes that it would ease his worries, but the movement was still just too much and your tears began to fall again.

“no, no. i’m fine rea-ahh!” your scream interrupted you as pain shot through your body again forcing more tears out of your eyes.

“it’s your hip right?” Scott asked. eyes filling with concern. your silence was the only answer he needed before he started towards the ibuprofen bottle you kept on the dresser. “here take a couple of these and i’ll call-“

“-i already tried ibuprofen, and tylenol.. they didn’t help.” you said eyes falling to the comforter that lay across your lap.

“when?”

you didn’t answer him, you just continued to keep your eyes glued to the blanket in front of you.

“Kally. when did they stop helping with the pain?” he asked again.

“a week ago.”

“what?” he didn’t yell at you but the slight rise in his voice caused you to wince, making pain once again run it’s course through your body. Scott’s eyes softened when he heard you whimper.

“Kally, why didn’t you tell me it hurt so bad?” Scott approaches you again.

“you were so worried about getting the video out on time and i didn’t want to add to your stress or inconvenience you. i thought i was managing it finally but i guess i was wrong.” your eyes fell from Scott’s down to the tattoos covering the freckles across his chest.

“hey, you’re my priority. okay? no matter what. you wouldn’t have been an inconvenience. you’re never an inconvenience. i love you and i want to be able to help you okay?” you nodded as sniffles began sounding from your nose. “okay. let’s get you to the chiropractor alright?” Scott asked moving to throw on a hoodie.

you quickly shook your head no and wiped the tears off your cheeks that had begun to fall. even just thinking about moving, let alone walking causing your hip to throb. ”Scott i can’t move, it hurts too much.” you cried out.

Scott thought quickly on his feet and grabbed his car keys. “give me an hour okay babe?” you nodded your head as Scott walked over to give you a forehead kiss. once he had left you grabbed your phone to try and find a distraction from the pain.

one hour later on the dot you heard the front door open and close.

“i’m back!” Scott called out.

“i’m still in here!” you called back making yourself chuckle and then wince from the movement.

that’s when Scott entered the room pushing a wheelchair in front of him.

“my hero!” you beamed up at him.

“m’lady” Scott said bowing as a way to display the wheel chair to you.

before you knew it you were being wheeled into your chiropractor’s office and just as quickly you were hobbling our still in slight pain but not nearly as bad as it had previously been.

as Scott drove you both home you began to ponder some of the events of the day. “hey babe, where the heck did you find a wheelchair on a Wednesday?”

Scott just chuckled and said “Target man. they’ve got everything!” you rolled your eyes at his response and stared at him as he continued to drive thinking about how lucky you were to have someone like him taking care you.