just morty's friend (rick sanchez x reader)

chapter six: Rick's POV

It's been a while since mine and y/n's adventure, and I can't stop thinking about her. I heard her and Morty talking the other day outside the garage and she said she'd be coming over after school today. I wonder if she'll want to talk to me. God, I'm geeking over her so hard.

/time skip, you and morty are home from school/

I hear y/n giggle and the door shut. I walk out of the garage and into the living room to watch TV. I act nonchalant, as if I didn't hear them come in.
"Hey Morty, hey y/n."
"Hi, Rick." Morty says.
"Hi." Y/n says.
Morty and her go upstairs to put away their backpacks. I hear Morty crack a joke and they both laugh. Morty starts to run down the stairs and comes crashing down.
"Oh God! Morty! Rick, help! Morty's hurt!" Y/n yelled. Morty lay at the bottom of the stairs, unconscious. The dipshit must've somehow hit his head.
"Rick, we have to get him to the hospital, I mean what if he has a concussion or som-"
"Alright, I'll drive you two to the hospital, make sure that if Morty wakes up he doesn't try to get up." I say. I fumble for my keys and grab Morty. We rush out to my ship.

/time skip, morty is in the hospital./

Y/n and I walked into Morty's hospital room. He was sitting up in bed with a sling on.
"Morty broke his arm and hit his head, but luckily it's not serious. He will need to stay here for a couple days though. He might have headaches for a few days and you'll need to bring him back in a few weeks for his arm. We have his parents on the phone right now, you two won't need to worry about him."
"Thank you, doctor. Morty, are you ok?" Y/n asked, walking over to kneel by Morty.
"D-don't worry about it, I'm fine." Morty said, trying not to worry her. "You keep Rick company, y/n, my mom and dad will be here soon." Morty smiled weakly.
"Well, if that's what you want." Y/n said. She and I headed back to the house.

/time skip, theyre back at the house/

Y/n and I sat on the couch watching TV. She had her hand beside her as she sat there. I wanted to hold her hand but I wasnt sure. She got up to get a glass of water and when she was out, I placed my hand so hers would touch mine when she sat down. When she got back, she put her water on the coffee table and sat a little closer to me and ended up touching my hand.
"Oops, sorry Rick." She apologized.
"Don't worry about it." I said, winking at her. Her face went a little red and I decided to drape my arm over her shoulder. She was taken aback for a moment, but moved in closer to me. It was heavenly to feel her up against me and I wanted more but I didn't want to push her. Making her feel bad was the last thing i wanted to do.