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mads-weasley · 2 years

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Nick “Goose” Bradshaw x Wife!Reader

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A/N: Hey! Sorry I've been gone for a while! I looooved this request I got so I'm proud to say that I have expanded my Top Gun fics to Goose as well as Rooster! Enjoy anon!

Request: howdy please may i request a goose x reader fanfic (BECAUSE THERE ARE ZILCH ANYWHERE AND IM STILL SAD) where the reader gets hurt and goose tries to comfort her? (maybe some kisses if you see fit - i trust you to do as you like :))

Summary: (Y/n) gets into a car accident while Nick is at work, which leads to a very scared and concerned Goose.

Warnings: mentions of injuries/death

(Y/n) awoke to the smell of bacon floating in the air. With a soft sigh, she smiled to herself, knowing that her husband was in the kitchen with her pink apron tied around his waist, probably humming “Great Balls of Fire” under his breath.

She silently got out of bed and made her way down the hallway towards the kitchen, feet padding softly against the hardwood floors. Peering around the corner into the kitchen, her suspicions were confirmed. Nick was in front of the stove, cooking breakfast while wearing her pink apron, swaying back and forth as he hummed quietly. The only thing she got wrong was the song he was singing. It turned out to be “You’ve Lost That Loving Feeling,” one of his and Mav’s favorites.

(Y/n) decided to watch her husband in his own little world, asking herself what she did to deserve such a wonderful man. After a few seconds, she made her way over to him, wrapping her arms around his waist and placing her head on his shoulder, joining him in singing.

“You’ve lost that loving feeling,

Now it’s gone, gone, gone,

Woah-oah”

He put the spatula down and turned to face her, gently cupping her cheeks with a grin. Goose leaned down and wrapped her in his arms. To (y/n), it felt like a warm blanket of safety and adoration was wrapped around her.

“Good morning, Mrs. Bradshaw.” He whispered, kissing her forehead.

“Good morning, Goose,” (y/n) replied. “So, what do you have for me this morning?”

Letting go with one arm, he held her waist with the other as he gestured to their kitchen table. On it sat pancakes, eggs, bacon, and toast.

He led her over to it, pulling out the chair for her to sit in. “Only the best for you, honey.”

Sitting down, she began to fill her plate with the delicious foods that Nick had made. Once her plate was full, she looked up to see him already staring at her.

“What?” She asked, a small smile on her face.

Goose shook his head softly with a grin of his own. “I love you more than anything, sweetheart.”

Her smile grew at the comment as she felt her cheeks heat up. Even after three years of marriage, Nick still made her feel like a teenager in love. They stayed like that for a little while, just eating their breakfast in comfortable silence, until he glanced down at his watch, cursing under his breath. Quickly getting up, he grabbed his keys off the counter and ran over to (y/n), kissing her on the cheek before walking towards the door.

“See you later, baby!” She called over her shoulder at him.

Goose shot her his signature smile as he put on his aviators. “Bye, honey. I love you.”

“I love you, too, stud! Be careful!”

With a nod, he closed the door and went to work. Stuffing the last pancake into her mouth, (y/n) got an idea: she was going to visit Nick on base during his lunch break.

“Alright Mav, Let’s turn and burn, brother,” Goose announced through the comms.

“I feel the need,” Mav paused. “The need for speed!”

With that, the pair’s training mission started. They tried to take down a decoy mig-38 but had trouble getting a lock on the smaller aircraft. Try after try, the more agile plane locked onto them before they could lock on it. Goose’s frustrated voice came through the comms the third time they were toned.

“Come on, Mav! Do some pilot sh-”

He was interrupted by Viper. “Maverick, Goose, return to base immediately.”

Nick threw his head back against the seat. “Sir, we can do this. We just need one more try. Jus-”

“Bradshaw, it’s (y/n). She’s been in an accident.”

The breath was stolen from his lungs as the world around him stilled, and his stomach dropped.

He swallowed the lump that had appeared in his throat, speaking breathlessly. “Accident? What accident? Is she okay?”

He didn’t even realize Mav had turned around, speeding towards the base and towards (y/n) as he waited for a reply.

“Car accident. We don’t know anything more than she’s in the hospital.”

Nick couldn’t bring himself to speak, not trusting his voice, so Mav responded for him. “Roger that, Viper. We’re on our way back to base.”

“Hey, Goose,” he continued. “She’s gonna be okay. Hang in there, man.”

The whole flight back to base was a blur. The second they landed, Nick jumped out of the plane and started sprinting towards his locker, needing his keys. Right as he entered the hangar, Viper called out to him. Whipping around quickly, Goose barely registered the car keys being thrown at him.

“It’s on the front row. Let us know when you hear something.” Viper said, nodding his head towards the parking lot.

By the time Nick got to the car, Maverick was right behind him, insisting that he drove. Pete knew Goose long enough to know when he was out of it, and this was one of those times.

As they sped towards the hospital, he said a small prayer, promising he would do anything just for her to be okay. Pete pulled up to the hospital entrance and, Nick got out, running to the desk, frantically asking for help.

“My wife was brought in. (Y/n) Bradshaw. She was in a-”

“Car accident, right?” A nurse asked, getting up.

Nodding, he swallowed the lump in his throat.

She started walking down the hall. “She’s just up here.”

When they arrived at her room, he opened the door slowly, gasping slightly at the sight in front of him. Cuts and bruises littered (y/n)’s face, and her wrist was in a brace as she lay asleep on the bed. Her knee was also in a brace and was elevated on some pillows. Nick’s vision blurred as he sat beside her bedside, cradling her uninjured hand in his own.

“What happened?” He asked quietly, voice breaking.

The nurse sighed sadly. “Some idiot ran through a stop sign and t-boned her on the driver's side. She’s got a concussion and a severely sprained left wrist and knee.” She paused. “She’s lucky. Really lucky.”

At the nurse’s confession, all the emotion Goose had been holding back finally broke through. A sob escaped him as he pulled her hand up to his lips. “Will she be okay?”

“(Y/n)’s expected to make a full recovery. She’s just sleeping right now.”

He sighed, thanking the nurse before turning his attention back to his wife. Leaning over the bed, he kissed her lips softly, careful not to irritate her cut-up face. Even laying in a hospital bed, he thought she was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen.

A few minutes later, Mav entered the room, eyes widening at the bruises and cuts that covered her face, just like Goose had minutes prior.

Nick looked over his shoulder at the man with a teary smile. “She’s okay, Mav. She’s okay.”

Breathing a shuddering breath, Pete crossed the room and pulled Goose into a hug. “What did the doctor say?”

“Some guy ran a stop sign and smashed into her driver's side. She’s got some cuts and bruises with a concussion and a sprained wrist.”

“How long until she wakes up?” He asked, taking a seat next to Nick.

“However long she needs. The nurse said she’s just resting…thanks for everything, Mav. Really. Thank you.”

Later that night, after Mav had left, Goose was slouched asleep in his bedside chair when he felt (y/n)’s hand squeeze his. Shooting up, tears once again filled his eyes at the sight of his wife’s smiling face. Scooting closer, he cupped her cheek as he connected their lips softly.

“Hey, honey. How’re you feeling?” He asked quietly, kissing her hand and smoothing her hair back off her forehead.

(Y/n) sighed and squeezed her eyes shut. “Terrible.”

“Do you remember what happened?”

“I remember being on my way to the base and then…” she trailed off, pausing to think. “I remember a car coming towards me and then…nothing.”

Nick’s heart dropped, and he lowered his head at the realization she was coming to see him. (Y/n) knew what he was doing. He was finding a way to somehow blame himself for her accident.

“No. You’re not doing this. This is not your fault.”

The pilot continued to stare at his lap. “But you were coming to see me.”

“You didn’t even know about it, baby,” she cooed, cupping his cheek with her good hand. “It’s nobody’s fault except the guy who hit me.”

When he didn’t move from his position, she gently brought his face up to look at her. Her heart broke at his red and puffy eyes with tears leaking from them.

The second he let out a sob, (y/n) pulled him into her arms, cradling his head against her chest. Shortly after, she began to cry, knowing just how close she was to not coming home.

The couple stayed in each other’s arms for a while, just thankful they could be together after the eventful day.

Goose pulled back first with a broken sigh. “I love you so much, baby. I-I thought the worst when they told me. I’m so glad you’re okay.”

“I love you, too,” she whispered, leaning in, stopping just before their lips touched. “Can you make me breakfast in bed tomorrow?”

A smile made its way onto his face as he pressed their lips together, running his hand over her cheek.

Pulling away, he rested his forehead against hers, careful of her injuries. “Whatever you want, Mrs. Bradshaw.”

She looked around the room with furrowed brows and whispered. “Hey, Goose, you big stud.”

“That’s me,” he replied, chuckling under his breath.

(Y/n) grabbed his collar and looked him straight in the eyes. “Get me out of this bed or lose me forever.”

“Show me the way home, honey.”

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