#fremi

Cleancore Stimboard without suds - Fremi

— same anon that req fremi cuddles (can i be 🧤anon?)

freminet gets injured [hurt to comfort]

[ freminet x gn!reader, modern au ]

!! CW: descriptive injury, mention of blood !!

aww this is so endearing 🧤 anon!! :*( i love this request sm,, and i'm proud of how this turned out! enjoy~

wc: 2.8k

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you were on a picnic date with freminet on the rocky cliffside, nothing could beat the wonderful view. you two were now enjoying desert, which consisted of delicious, spongy strawberry cake, your favorite muffins, and some berry red fruit punch.

freminet was telling you all about his favorite fairy tales and myths, since you wanted to hear so much about what he liked to read. more impressively, he could tell you the entire plot, getting into the nuance of it all. you admired how his eyes lit up as he described the stories. you could listen to his voice all day, it was soothing and a bit deeper than usual as he was completely relaxed.

“and then, the two little birds had gone to follow the wind, unaware of where they would go, or what they believed in.” 

“wait, that's how it ends?” your mouth was agape. “no way! i need to know what happened to them,” you huff. 

“that's right, the author wanted to leave it up for interpretation,” freminet sighed. 

the wind began picking up, the checkered blanket underneath you two threatening to lift up. freminet held out his arms, flattening it down.

“whew!” you held onto the hat you were wearing. “it's getting windy up here, isn't it?”

all that was left were the finished paper plates with crumbs scattered about, and the near empty juice bottles.

“indeed it is..” he hummed. “how about we clean up, then stay for the sunset?”

“that sounds amazing. let's do it!” you shine him a bright smile. the sky always looked gorgeous from the cliffside.

after you both finish packing up and loading it into the trunk of freminet's car, you eagerly take his hand in yours to check out the breathtaking sights, as the sun was already beginning to dip down, and a golden orange gleamed down on the thrashing ocean below, making it sparkle from every angle.

“alright alright, i'm coming~” he softly chuckled as you dragged him along.

once you got close enough to the edge, you gaze out into the waters, your expression full of awe. “wow..”

freminet remained silent, simply holding onto your arm, his cheeks a slight rosy pink.

the scene looked as if it were a painting that was being crafted right before your eyes.

you just had to snap a picture, so you reach into your pocket, before pulling out your wallet instead.

with a confused gaze, you think back to where you saw your device last.

“woops! i think my phone is in the car-” 

suddenly, a strong gust whipped through and you lost your hold on your wallet. with a startled gasp, you reached out but it was no use, it was already flying off the edge.

separating from freminet, you hurried to get closer, then sadly peer down. 

your wallet was plunging into the depths below.

“oh no.. my wallet..!” you panicked. you had a great deal of cash in there, your driver's license, your id card.. what were you going to do? you glanced at him, full of anxiety.

“it's okay y/n, i can go in and get it! there's a trail that leads down to the beach,” he pointed in the opposite direction.

“are you sure fremi? the waves seem harsh right now.” 

“w-well, i've actually gone swimming here before in similar conditions, so i can do it,” he assured you. “cmon!”

with a hint of reluctance, you nod, remembering all of the important things in there that could be lost to the sea. 

freminet was a professional, and the wallet didn't stray far at all yet.

“alright!” you followed after him down the narrow pathway, small pebbles clanking down as both of you try to get to the shore as quickly as you could.

once you were finally there, freminet took off his sandals and his jeans, revealing black swimming shorts from when he went surfing earlier that day. and yes, he could surf just as well as he could dive~

“i can see it. this will be quick, i promise.” he grinned back at you, determined to put his talents to use to retrieve it for you.

he seemed sure of himself, so you stood back as he waded into the water, and then his agile body climbed the huge stones that jutted out, gradually inching closer to your wallet. it was lodged in between two smaller stones. he then snatched it out of the water before a wave could take it away.

“here it is, y/n!” he called out to you, waving it in the air.

“yay! thank you!!” you cheerfully shout back.

he looks so cool right now~

but...

that's when it happened.

freminet's back was turned, and he was getting up onto the rock to come back the way he came. as he was lifting his leg, an enormous wave was closing in behind him, bigger than what you've ever seen that evening.

where did that..? no, no! it's not safe! he needs to-

“wait!” 

you yell out a warning once you realize what was going to happen, but it was far too late. a horrible crashing noise filled the air, and your eyebrows twisted in horror as he disappeared into the salty mist.

the water was unforgiving, it carried him away from the stones - slamming him into the side of the escarpment. he had no time to react, and his head banged against the rock face. freminet's ears rang, a high-pitched sound roaring into his skull, his eyes rolling to the back of his head.

“freminet!” you scream, your voice shrill with terror. you automatically jump into the water, legs staggering in the sand, moving with haste. 

you climbed onto the stones with a grunt, and frantically observed the area until his unconscious frame came into your focus. your heart felt like it had dropped all the way down to your feet. your eyes welled up with tears, and that's when you broke out in an uncontrollable sob.

“f-freminet..!” you wail, your voice shaking. 

you lunge forward, and lock your arms around him, trying to haul the boy out of the sea as quickly as possible. warm, fresh blood was streaming out of a deep gash on the side of his head, flowing down to his shoulder and coating your hand. you stare at the wound in shock, and keep pulling him out until you reach the safety of the shore.

.

.

.

it was a couple of hours after freminet's incident, and he was now in a bed, all bandaged up, but yet to wake up. after you got him out of the water, you never ran so fast in your life, bolting up the hill to the car and getting your phone out, then frantically dialing the police and running back down as the phone rang. he was then taken away by the ambulance, which you quickly followed behind, and now you were here in the hospital room with him, refusing to leave his side. 

the doctor had informed you that his condition would improve, as the hit wasn't fatal. 

she stated that it was a mild traumatic brain injury - or more commonly known as a concussion. 

so, he had a nice chance of waking up in the next couple hours or so. when he does, they’ll have to do more examinations. but for now, it’s a waiting game.

the wave of relief that had flooded through you was too great to describe, but you felt so terribly guilty. if you hadn’t dropped your wallet, none of this would have happened. or… you should’ve stopped him, because you knew something was off.

you were hunched over, kneeling at the bedside, whilst nurses checked in on him periodically.

your head was down, and you were clutching on his hand, with a mind that was racing with prayers. 

“please wake up freminet.. please.”

it seemed like forever, until…

“y-y/n..? is that you?” freminet slowly awoke, blinking the drowsiness away, and instinctively lifted his head before he winced with pain as his head throbbed. it felt as if something was pounding on his brain, over and over again…

“you’re awake!” you quietly gasp, perking up. “lay down, lay down…” you gently usher him, hating to see him struggle.

his eyes darted around the small room, trying to take in his surroundings.

“do you remember what happened?” you ask, with worry clouding your gaze. 

he knew your name, which gave you some amount of solace.

“the last thing that i f-felt was a slamming sensation. and i let go of your wallet…” he fidgeted with his fingers, dejected. he opened his mouth again, but the only words he could utter were,

“i’m sorry.” his tone was as soft as could be, but he sounded so shameful.

“no, this is anything but your fault! i should’ve stopped you,” you jump to tell him, tears threatening to build up again. “nothing else matters right now. i could always replace my belongings, but i could never replace you.”

“in the end, i was the one who decided to go in..”

you choke back your feelings, trying not to add any more distress than what he was already feeling. you wanted to be calm, not only for your his sake, but your own.

freminet was quiet, and his face felt like it was on fire. how could he burden you like this?

the fact that the very place that he’s known by heart for the majority of his life, the ocean… was the culprit for hurting him. he thought that it would never happen, could never happen, since he knew the ins and outs of every situation. 

and for that, freminet felt utterly crestfallen. 

when he caught your gaze, he wanted to wail and hide far, far away.

“i’m sorry!” he said for the second time, voice breaking as he held back all of his emotion. he felt completely helpless right now, and that was the last thing he wanted to be. 

“please stop that…” you realize that guilt wouldn’t do either of you any good, and so you let out a long sigh, taking both his hands in yours.

“neither of us knew what was going to happen. nobody could have predicted that a giant wave would come out of nowhere like that.” you attempt to comfort him, gently rubbing his knuckle with your thumb.

“i- i just…” freminet was still distant.

a knock could be heard.

“how are we doing in here?” a nurse came in, softly shutting the door behind her. her voice was comforting. 

“we’re going to run some tests on you to gauge your condition, alright freminet?” she gave him a gentle smile.

after his memory exams were conducted, everything came out well. but he told both the nurse and doctor that his headache was only getting worse, and that he was feeling pretty weak. they assured him that it was completely normal given the trauma inflicted, and so he was given medication to help ease the symptoms.

“where you’re at right now, it would be okay for you to head home. but we highly recommend an overnight stay so you can leave in the morning. not only for your health aspect, but for convenience as well.” the woman was writing words down on her clipboard and checking boxes off.

“it is completely up to you, love. absolutely no rush.” you turn to him, squeezing his hands.

“i would love to be back home, believe me, but right now.. i don’t think i have the energy to stand.”

“alright.. no problem, we'll keep monitoring you then.” the kind nurse handed the clipboard to freminet for his signature, and reminded you both to take it easy before leaving the room. she also made sure to mention that she would be available with a simple press of the help button and would be checking in every hour or so. you thank her for everything she's done so far, and she nodded back, glad that it all turned out fine.

“are you.. going to stay in here with me?”

“of course i am.” you promise him. “i'm not going anywhere.”

“okay.” he tried to get into a more comfortable position to get some more rest, but he just couldn't.

“i want to go back to asleep…” freminet sighed. “i'm exhausted, but my eyes are refusing to close.”

“is your head still bothering you?”

“mhm.. i guess so.” he was turned the opposite direction from you now, just staring at the wall.

“ah, okay. should we ask for something that will help you fall sleep quicker?” you suggest.

no response.

“fremi?” you whisper.

just then, you could hear sniffling and small sobs coming from him, and you stayed completely still. you never heard him cry before. he was really good at regulating his emotions, and never cried in front of anyone. but freminet deserved to let it out, that's for sure. your eyebrows were knitted, a deep pang of melancholy engulfing your expression.

poor freminet..

“what a terrible way to conclude our date..” he murmured, it was difficult for him to face you like this, heck, it was hard enough having you witness everything unfold right then and there.

you didn't think that the image of him getting swept away and hitting the rock would ever leave your mind - the way your hair on the back of your neck stood up on end, how your reactions felt so overwhelmingly delayed.

those couple hours of uncertainty were the worst of all. speeding through traffic for him as your nails dug into the steering wheel, whilst every possibility in your head whirred..

how serious would it be? why did this have to happen? if only i was faster..

..what if the worst case scenario comes true?

“trust me, that is the last thing i'm worried about. you're awake, you're talking to me.. and you'll be able to get out of here tomorrow. i'm beyond grateful.” you stayed seated right behind his back, knowing that if you saw his tears streaming down, you wouldn’t be able to take it..

“y/n..” he bawled, covering his eyes with one shaky hand.

“it's okay, everything will be okay.” you soothe, though hearing him cry when he's the calmest person you know was breaking you.

“i.. oh, goodness, i-i’m just a mess right now...” he took a ragged breath in. “and the trouble i've caused you-”

“shh, my darling..” you caressed him, the same as he always did for you whenever you were at your lowest. your fingers danced along the shell of his ear, brushing through his short blonde locks, paying great attention as to not disturb the bandage wraps.

freminet began to calm down, and he slowly released his hand away from his face, relaxing upon feeling your touch.

“i don't know what i would be without you..” he confessed. “i’ve never, uhm,’ he didn't finish his sentence, but you nodded, which signified a mutual understanding.

“i've asked myself the same exact thing.”

you look down at him, and he turns to meet your gaze at last, his under eyes red and puffy. you were sure that your signs of crying from earlier were also visible.

“..are you feeling hungry? thirsty? there's plenty of water for you on the counter, but i can get you anything you want. anything,” you say to him, hoping that it would help to get his mind off the situation.

“anything?” he blinked.

“always.” a smile tugged on your cheeks.

“hmm..” freminet thought for a moment.

“i would like a hug. i think that's all i need at the moment.” there was the shine in his eyes that you came to know and love.

you pause for a moment, feeling warm inside. even though he must be in a good amount of pain, he just wanted a hug..!

“one hug, coming right up!” your heart fluttered.

freminet steadily got himself into a sitting position, nodding to let you know that he was alright. and that's when you promptly took a seat on his bed and slowly wrapped your arms around him, still making sure that you weren't hurting him any further.

you were finally feeling at peace. you’ve never been so scared before.

“i love you, oh god, i love you so much..” you took in his familiar scent, ever so thankful that he didn’t suffer a serious injury from the hit. you were reminded how unpredictable life can be, and that you could never take him for granted, not even for one second.

“i love you too. more than you could ever know.” he was quick to reply, closing his eyes as you held him.

a few moments pass you by before freminet’s soft voice spoke again, his grasp on you tightening. you could hear the serenade of his heartbeat as you two were now close enough for your chests to be touching.

“my interpretation for the tale i told you about..” he nuzzled into you, feeling safe and comforted. “it was that the two little birds found something in the drift of wind, and it was their love for one another. that was the missing piece that they needed to honor. the breeze had tested them.. tested them to stay strong.”

-Freminet

probably autistic and hates socializing and has a penguin hyperfixation and likes diving and making mechanical things <33

He has my heart