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“Bandages” a DK fic 🤎🍌

(TW: Blood)

You watched every single one of Donkey Kong’s fighting matches. These fights were pretty much their culture here on Kong Island. Your DK was the top fighter, winning most (if not all) of his matches. He was, to say the least, the strongest Kong around, and you were always behind him to support his endeavors. This time was no different. You had special, reserved seats, so that you could see your precious ape up close. This gave him all the chances in the world to flirt with you, and showboat throughout the fight. You always blushed, and of course flirted back with him. How could you ignore that charming Kong?

He was in the middle of his latest fight, you front row, against one of the toughest apes he’s ever fought. He was winning, but he was also taking quite the beating. With every slam DK had in him, the opponent returned. They were fairly equally matched, but DK wasn’t going to give up easily.

You watched as DK grappled with his opponent, growling so deeply you could feel it in your bones. Your Kong was vicious when he needed to be, and his gravely animalistic growls were one of his most intimidating talents. He gripped the ape’s shoulders tightly, until you (and everyone else in the crowd) heard a loud, c r a c k. DK’s opponent howled in pain, but he wasn’t released. That was surely his collarbones breaking under the tremendous pressure. The injured ape was then promptly hauled up, and slammed down hard on his back, earning another loud snap. DK locked eyes with you, winking as he did with a smirk you could only associate with him. He then loomed over his broken opponent, and grabbed him by the mug, slapping him repeatedly. Over, and over, and over… he definitely wasn’t showing any mercy now. DK wanted this fight to end, and fast.

You were almost cringing in the audience, with every smacking sound, snapping, or cracking you felt like you were experiencing the pain. DK took note of your expression in the crowd and decided to back off for a moment, hoping the ape would simply surrender or stay down. But he was wrong to assume so. The floored gorilla leapt for DK, catching him , off guard. He was shoved harshly to the ground, his head hitting the metal bars below him with a bang. You screamed “OH MY GOD!” He was then punched hard, one… two…three…four times. Blood was gushing from his nose and mouth. But his opponent hadn’t had enough revenge yet; he slammed into Donkey Kong’s ribcage with a CRACK, and stomped on his head with a SLAM. You couldn’t take it anymore, you wanted to cover your eyes, or call off the fight, but you were frozen in fear. You didn’t want to watch, but you couldn’t look away.

DK roared, he clearly had enough of this beating and was able to get a reasonable kick in, pushing his opponent back long enough for him to land a serious uppercut. A tooth flew through the air, where another Kong caught it and waved it around like a trophy. DK opened his mouth and bit the neck of the ape in front of him, hard. Blood that was mixing with his own spurting out of the bite wound. He shoved his opponent down at the same time, pinning him. He, with his teeth, repeatedly picked up and slammed the ape’s head against the metal bar until he was knocked unconscious, and therefore losing the fight. DK stood tall, raising a strong arm to the sky, smiling at the crowd. You couldn’t believe that he was just walking everything off… paramedics rushed in to carry the other ape away, taking vitals and checking his pulse. You hoped he would be alright too.

You rushed from your seat to the back where DK would return to a rest-room. That’s where he stayed before and after most of his fights, it was a place for him to regroup, rest, and plan if he wished. You planned to meet him there, to hold him in your arms, and kiss him, and of course congratulate him for such a win! You sat on the couch, patiently waiting for him to arrive….but he definitely was taking longer than you expected. Maybe he is taking pictures with fans… or signing autographs… or talking to someone. You thought to yourself, you never wanted to assume the worst, but sometimes you just couldn’t help it, not after a fight like that.

After ten agonizing minutes, the door handle turned. You stood up, for some reason, ready to greet him. The door opened rather slowly, and sure enough there was your beloved DK. He looked at you, smiling, shut the door behind him and then… collapsed onto the floor with a heavy thump. You rushed to his side.

“Donkey Kong!” You lifted his head and rested it on your thighs, “Hey, DK are you there? Are you awake?” His eyes fluttered open, you kissed his forehead immediately, eyes watering.

“Hey… hey y/n I’m here. I’m okay.” He lifted a hand to head head, “Damn, I must’ve gotten more beat than I thought.” When he pulled his hand away from the fur on his head, there was blood. Your heart was breaking in two right now, you hated to see him u like this.

“Baby,” you gently touched his face, “let me take care of you.” He looked almost offended,

“No,” he dismissed, “I’m good. I just needed a minute.” Your gaze softened, you knew he wanted to seem like a big protector. Someone who could take it all, dish it out, and be fine afterwards.

“DK… please. You’re bleeding.” You paused, looking him over. The blood caked into his fur, the bruising on his face already starting, and the clear injuries he held on his ribs. “Let me just clean them… bandage them.” You were, of course, referring to his major problem areas. DK looked at you for a long moment. Studying your worried features, and the clear love in your eyes for him. He was strong, and he was stubborn. But, things were different when it came to you, and you yourself knew that… and loved every second of it. He almost rolled his eyes as he finally responded,

“Fine.” You grabbed a pillow from the couch behind you, and gently rested his head on it while you got up to look for some supplies. You grabbed; bandage, some water, a cloth, a bowl of warm water, some antiseptic, some small gel ice packs, and some gauze.

When you returned, Donkey Kong was resting with his eyes shut. You could see him breathing. His chest rising and falling almost lopsidedly due to the injuries on his ribs. You came to his side, and placed a hand on his arm, and he reacted, opening his eyes to look at you. You first, dipped the cloth in some warm water, and then dabbed it onto his forehead. He winced for a moment, but then was able to relax while you cleaned the blood from his face. You placed an ice pack on the eye that was clearly bruising, and you heard him sigh in relief. He placed a hand on your thigh while you worked, to let you know that he appreciated it, and was still okay with what you were doing. You smiled to yourself, loving his gesture. You moved to his ribs, rubbing blood from his stomach, and placing more small ice packs to reduce the bruising as much as you could.

“Could you open your mouth for a moment?” You asked, wanting to make sure there was nothing hurting inside. He complied, opening his mouth only slightly, twinges of pain coursing through his jaw with minor movements. You grabbed some fresh water for him, “Here, rinse your mouth out a little. All your teeth are there, but there’s definitely some blood that I’m sure you’re not having fun tasting.” You helped him, pouring water into his mouth. He spit it into the bowl next to you. You put the rag inside, placing both the bowl, rag, and blood to the side. “Alright, now I don’t want you to hold what I’m about to do against me. But, I need to disinfect the gashes.” You held up the gauze and antiseptic. He closed his eyes tightly and said, “Just shut the fuck up and do it.” He was definitely not looking forward to it, but he was still letting you. You saturated the gauze pads in antiseptic and cleaned his head wound first, he hissed through his teeth at the ping of pain it caused him. You then bandaged his head to keep any more dirt from entering it. You did the same with his ribs, offering a tighter wrap so that the right amount of pressure was applied.

You leaned back, looking at your handiwork. You smiled slightly, “Alright… I’m finished. Thank you.” DK opened his eyes and looked down at himself. He took your hand in his,

“Thank you y/n. You’re the only one I can count on, you know that?” You smiled with pride.

“I’ll always be here for you, DK. I promise.” DK tried to readjust himself,

“Hey, you think you could help me get up. The floor is starting to hurt my back.” You quickly stood, offering your hands to him.

“Of course, baby. I got you.” He slowly got up, his huge frame towering over you. You almost forgot the serious height difference between the two of you while he was on the ground for so long. DK turned and wrapped you in a very gentle hug, he himself couldn’t move too much without it hurting. You returned the gentle hug with one of your own, smiling against his fur. He smelled of alcohol wipes and cotton. A very clean, injured ape. You were just happy he was seemingly okay for now.

“Can we sit for a minute?” He requested.

“Of course.” You immediately replied. You helped guide him to the couch where you both sat. He rested his head against the wall while fully relaxing into the plush fabric.

“What in the hell would I do without you, babe?” DK asked, smiling.

“I have absolutely no idea. You’d be lost for sure.” You laughed. He wrapped a strong arm around you. His expression was loving and soft, while he looked at you.

“Y/n.”

“Yes?” DK kept eye contact with you, holding you closer.

“I love you.” Your heart skipped a beat. Your eyes teared up in the best way possible.

“I love you too.” You kissed him deeply, and he happily reciprocated. The slight taste of metal in his mouth transferred to yours, but you didn’t care. You caressed his face while he held you close. When you both pulled back he simply looked happy. You, of course, were happy too… maybe even happier. You had loved him for a long time… but to finally hear and say the words was a completely different feeling. You loved it, you loved him, and he loved you.

“Does this mean I don’t need to go to the hospital?” DK broke the silence. You laughed out loud,

“Absolutely not. We’re going.”

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