tiredTitle: Battle Scars
Author: 
badly_knitted
Characters: Gunn
Rating: PG
Spoilers: General.
Summary: Gunn can take care of himself.
Word Count: 250
Written For: secretstaircase’s prompt ‘Angel, Gunn, he's learned to take care of his own injuries,’ at
fic_promptly.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Angel, or the characters. They belong to Joss Whedon.
Years of living on the street have made Gunn more than capable of taking care of himself. It wouldn’t be a safe way to live even without the demons and vampires, but they exist and he’s made it his mission in life to kill as many as he can. It’s not such a bad life; it’s made him tough, and confident in his own abilities as a fighter. It’s made him a pretty good field medic too; a good thing since getting injured is practically a way of life.
Joining Angel’s crew hasn’t really changed much; if anything, it’s raised the stakes, pun intended. He’s still fighting the good fight, still putting his life on the line for others, and still getting hurt; it’s nothing new, so he brushes off everyone’s concern, telling them it’s just a scratch. He can handle it.
Up in his room, he washes away the blood from another gash and lays out what he needs to fix himself up. It’s not as bad as it looked at first, only needs a few stitches and he’s done in ten minutes, but it’ll probably scar. Doesn’t matter; what’s one more scar? It just means he’s still alive and he plans to stay that way. They won the battle today, but the war rages on, and Gunn has every intention of being there at the end, no matter what it takes. Because he has to believe that they’ll win in the end; anything else doesn’t bear thinking about.
The End