Ronald Speirs x Medic!Reader Headcanons
Notes: Welcome to my Ron X reader headcanons! It goes through everything from Taccoa - post war!
Word Count: 13,768
Warnings: Usual Band of Brothers and war stuff, swearing, once you get to the smut part there's too many things to give warnings for (it's not nasty just super smutty and a lil' kinky)
Enjoy :D <3
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TOCCOA / NORMANDY
For the first bit you're at Toccoa you think that he HATES you because heâs constantly glaring at you the whole time from afar
It gets to a point where you start getting really nervous whenever you catch him staring, so none of the guys ever leave you completely alone just so they know youâre safe, and because, âwe donât know the guy, he could be crazy.â âDonny, we signed up to jump out of planes, weâre all crazy.â
He leaves anonymous gifts for you on your cot
Nothing fancy, just something like an extra pair of socks when you get to England, or one day after youâre being teased by Don, Muck, and Penkalla and they accidentally rip the binding of your book thereâs a fresh brand new copy packaged neatly on your pillow
All of the boys of course go âOOOOOOOOoooOOOOOooâ every time something appears just to tease you
all through the second leg of training in England, heâs still staring at you but now itâs not just from across the training area, itâs also from across the pub, and the meeting rooms, and the mess hall
âIf he keeps looking at me Iâm gonna start yelling at him-â
âMaybe donât do that while heâs at the range.â
everybody notices to the point of constantly teasing you about it
ây/n you may wanna ask Doc to check your back out from all of the knives Speirs is glaring into it-â
âMUCK-!â
You notice the stares are starting to happen less and less as it gets closer to D-Day
You honestly get kinda lonely without him hovering constantly, to the point where the rest of the guys start to notice you looking around for him
âLooking âround for your guardian angel y/n?â
âToye I swear to god!â
The day that you were supposed to drop into Normandy comes and gets cancelled, and youâre too anxious to sleep and decide to slip out and go for a walk to clear your head
Youâre wandering around the empty streets taking it all in because for all you know, this may be your last night on Earth and goddamn it if you canât get hammered youâre gonna take a nice fucking walk
Youâre 20 minutes into your walk along a few of the random streets and just enjoying a final night of calm, when you see a figure across the street from you smoking
It takes a moment for your eyes to adjust and notice who it is (itâs Ron obv), and once you do you just pause because for the first time, youâre looking at him before heâs looking at you
When he looks up from lighting his cigarette his eyes go wide and he takes a small step back because youâre looking at him, âoh god why are they looking at me like that-â
You just give him a small smile and raise your hand in a wave
He just stares back at you until you turn and walk away, still smiling but just thinking âOh god why did I wave at him? You looked like an idiot in front of Speirs nice going-â
D-Day arrives and youâre sitting with the rest of Easy getting your final mail call before you jump and youâre just pacing waiting and mildly freaking out
By this point, youâve gotten so much comfort from being able to look around and find Ron to ground you that before you drop your head is on a constant swivel trying to find his eyes in the crowds of soldiers
You finally find them and when he looks at you he can see just how scared you actually are, (as much as you try to hide it)
Ron decided to make his way over to you because âtheyâre scared, I should go comfort them- thatâs what you do when you like someone right?â
He walks right up to the small group youâre standing next to and they go completely silent as he does, but he just walks right past them up to you and youâre terrified because heâs never been this close to you before youâve only seen him from across a room
You both just stand there staring at each other for a moment before Ron says âIâll see you down there. Good luck.â
Youâre just standing there trying to process just how close he is to you finally, and are trying to take in all his features and the sound of his voice because, âIf I'm going to die the final thing I want to see is a good looking man.â
One of the boys has to cough really loudly to get you to snap back to reality
âOh-! Yes- Yes Sir, good luck to you tooâŚI hope to see you down thereâŚunder different circumstances than I usually see peopleâŚâ You try and joke, half gesturing to the white medic band across your right bicep
Youâre laughing a little awkwardly because âGod he is good looking up closeâ and heâs not laughing because of course heâs not, but he does have the absolute smallest quirk of the corner of his mouth, indicating that he heard your joke at all
One of the boys from the group just leans to another and goes âGod that was bad, heâs gonna shoot them the second we get down there-â
Youâre all loading up into the planes, and you stop on the last ring of the ladder to take a final look at allied Europe and you catch Speirs getting into his plane across the tarmac
He turns his head and for the second time he makes eye contact with you, rather than the other way around. He just nods and climbs in, hoping that he sees you down there, alive.
Once D-Day hits and rumors start about him killing that group of POWs everyone is like âfuck thatâ and stays clear of him even more than usual
You hear the rumours and get a little anxious about seeing him again because you donât really know anything about him, just that heâs handsome and a bit of a badass
For a while you only see him out of the corner of your eye, while youâre either waiting with Easy or while rushing by him trying to stop a soldier from bleeding out on a stretcher
Then the day comes when you have your second conversation and you start to realise that heâs just another man trying to get through this, and that maybe heâs not so bad
it happens when Tab gets stabbed and (as one of the medics for Easy) Joe Liebgott calls for you to come help Tab
your second real âconversationâ is you turning to Speirs and demanding his compress bandages to stop the bleeding from his 3 wounds
heâs not used to being given orders, heâs a CO for God's sake, but when you do it he listens like theyâre coming straight from the president himself
heâs always just admired from afar (except for your single previous conversation at the airfield), but heâs listening to you like âyes maâam/sir whatever you sayâ he is WHIPPED
you grab his hand and press it onto one of the wounds to compress it and his mind just stops for a second, because your hand is so warm and soft and the way youâre talking to Tab telling him that heâs âgonna be okay, donât you worry Tab, I gotchaââ makes him feel something new
you leave with Tab to take him to the med station behind the line and Ron feels his heart tug at the sight of you walking away from him, (even if it is to help someone)
you come back from the aid station that you brought Tab to about 2 days later, and in those two days Ron is constantly hovering around Easy, whenever he gets a chance to see if youâre back yet
Easy is just like side eyeing him every time he comes over thinking âoh god heâs gonna kill us, heâs stalking his preyâ
but once you get back and he sees that youâre okay, (just covered in a little more blood from helping at the aid station) he can breathe again and goes back to Dog Company like nothing happened
After a few days of being behind the lines you start to receive a few gifts
Definitely not as many as before you dropped but one every week or so
One day you get handed a letter from a runner and it has nothing it but a simple watch with a leather strap, no note or anything, but itâs convenient because your watch got broken during your last trench raid and have been in need of a new one
he has to suppress a smile each time he catches you checking the watch
Speirs gets a pretty nasty cut on his hand during a raid and instead of being concerned heâs decided itâs his chance to have another conversation with you, so instead of going to his own company's medics he makes a beeline straight for you.
youâre standing with a group of Easy men and he just comes walking right up to you being all like ây/n.â âo-oh! yes Sir- " "need your help.â and then he just wanders away knowing youâll follow him
the boys youâre standing with just give you a look like youâre a dead man walking. George legit says âitâs been an honour serving with youâ like youâre about to die (and honestly youâre so nervous you may just as well)
walks into the makeshift aid station where Gene is working on the shrapnel in Winters leg and Ron just leans against a table and hold his hand out to you, the blood is steadily flowing out of the cut and your eyes go wide and you start to freak out because âSir this is a serious cut you should have gone to someone sooner! Where's your company medic? They could have helped you faster than coming to me!â
he just stands there staring at you with this blank expression but his eyes are so soft when he looks at you fussing over his cut.
(Gene and Winters are off to the side just giving each other a look, ever the observant ones)
you tell him his hand needs stitches but only a few. He's not been listening to you for the past 20 minutes while you stop the bleeding and disinfect his cut, heâs just staring at you and the way you look in the dirty window light.
he only snaps back when the stitching needle first threads through his skin and he takes a sharp breath in because heâs so caught off guard
your head snaps up to him when he hisses and you look so sad that youâve hurt him
âSorry Sir, I didnât mean tâ hurt you, but we gotta get this closed up.â
your hand that is holding his steady moves slightly so you can run your thumb along his palm to sooth him
his whole arm is tingling when you touch him so gently, completely forgetting about you stitching his gash up until you pull your hand back like âalright Sir, youâre good to go. be sure to keep it clean, and in about a week your company medic can take those out for you.â
Just grunts and nods a thanks to you as he walks out the door.
Gene laughs a little and you turn to him all âwhat? what's it?â ânothinââŚâ âwhat do you mean ânothingâ!â âjust funny is allâŚyouâre good to go Sir.â Gene just drops the conversation after that and leaves you spiralling as to what he meant by ânothinââ
when you make your way back to the group you were hanging out with, Malarkey just starts yelling âtheyâre alive!!! you made it, you stayed into the jaws of death and lived to tell the tale!!!â
You all laugh and the guys continue to tease you and youâre just standing there sputtering out excuses and blushing. Ron is just watching from afar through a cloud of smoke and his mouth tilts up just the slightest
You donât have many conversations with him, but you both try and subtly go out of you ways to be near each other
Even the men start to notice that whenever Speirs has a moment of freetime heâs lingering around Easy or the aid station
You tend to walk around together a lot, (heâs always waiting outside the aid station for you after a long shift), itâs either you both walking in silence or you talking while he smokes
Rarely does he ever talk on your walks and itâs even rarer that itâs about his life outside of the war
The one or two times he slips up and tell you something about himself you feel so warm and hold that so close to your heart that you start a small list of facts about him in your notebook
Nothing huge just small things like, âlike peoniesâ, âgot a really bad haircut when he was 10 that he still hasnât emotionally recovered fromâ
Ron wants to know everything about you and loves to hear you talk
He also starts a list of facts about you (that you both compare much later in the war)
(After a long while of knowing each other the lists have certain things crossed off like, âfavourite colour is green the blue of the lake in his hometownâ, and âtheir favourite song is âeverybody loves my babyâ âsweethearts holidayâ)
one day a book you were just talking to Webster about appears at the top of your pack, and sure itâs a little beaten and battered but you like it nonetheless, and all the guys start losing their minds because âWEâRE IN A WAR ZONE AND HE'S FINDING TIME TO GO BOOK SHOPPING FOR YOU???â
At this point you realise that you actually start to like-like him
You spend so much time together that the boys start poking fun at you and the officers start making some subtle remarks at Speirs (looking at you nix and Harry)
Everyone gets taken off the line and has a break pass in Aldbourne and itâs there that Speirs decided that now is the time to make some sort of move on you
Ron is picking you up from a long shift at the aid station with Gene and you look practically dead on your feet as you walk out, your hair is a mess, thereâs blood on your clothes and under your nails and youâre pretty sure there may be vomit on your boots but to him you look like an angel with the light from the aid station coming from behind you giving you a halo
You walk up to him and give him a tired smile, already used to the routine of him walking you back to where youâre being billeted in, when he just blurts out
âWill you go dancing with me?"
You freeze, staring into his eyes (which are full of fear, although youâd never tell anyone that) and break out into a huge grin
âyeahâŚyeah Iâd love to go dancing with you.â
Ron lets out the biggest sigh of relief youâve ever heard and you gently slip your hand into his as he starts to walk
You just have the biggest grin on your face as he drops you off at your door and says âso, Iâll pick you up tomorrow night?â, âIâll be waiting.â
This man is at your door 10 minutes early just pacing trying to work up the nerve to knock on your door, and youâre just watching him pace giggling to yourself because this man will jump out of a plane and kill Germans and show no fear, but he gets scared picking someone up for a dance
He finally knocks 2 minutes before he said he would be there and you rush to the door, pulling it open and freezing
Because good god he is in his dress uniform, clean shaven, hair neatly done and he is beautiful
You both stand there looking each other up and down for a few moments, taking the other in, since youâve never seen each other cleaned up in your dress uniforms before
âHi-â âYou look-â
He takes (steals) one of the jeeps from the base to take you out to a small dance hall thatâs just far enough out of the way that none of the regular enlisted men can get to it without a vehicle (perks of being a scary officer), so itâs you, a very small handful of other officers and the locals
This boy can DANCE
I fully believe that he would dance with his sisters and mother and grandmother when he was younger (in the way that you force your youngers to play games with you when youâre kids)
Heâs also strong (HIS ARMS IN HIS DRESS UNIFORM ARE MMMMM-) so he can swing and spin you around like nobodyâ business
This boy is smiling and laughing like thereâs not a single thing wrong in the world, because when youâre in his arms thatâs how everything feels
You both drink quite a bit and get rather giggly
You spend that last half of your night tucked together at the back of the hall in a booth, nursing lukewarm beers with your legs thrown over his and just whispering and giggling with each other
He is running his fingers up and down your leg!!!! Heâs not doing it as any form of proposition, heâs doing it because he genuinely loves to just touch you and finds so much comfort in it
Youâre both just talking and telling each other about yourselves and what your lives are like/what you want them to be after the war is over, (âIf I knew all it took to get to know you was a few drinks, I would have stolen Nixâ secret stash.â)
Youâre just constantly leaning closer and closer to each other throughout the night, to the point that your lips are basically brushing every time you speak
At the end of the night he drops you off at your house (he spins and waltzes you up to your door. Yes heâs tipsy.), and you lean in and give him a kiss, just a quick peck before rushing out a âGood night, I had a wonderful time!â and running through the door
You peek out the window to see him leave but heâs just standing there for a second, in a slightly tipsy daze because, you just kissed him, and heâs pretty sure his heart stopped
The next morning you wake up with a mild hangover and memories of an incredible night
You somehow manage to pull yourself out of bed, strip off the last of your dress uniform from last night and get yourself down to the mess hall in your ODâs
The second you have your food and walk over to Easy the boys lose their minds and are cheering and giving you pats on the back
Youâre so confused because âwhatâs all this for? The war end while I was asleep?â
âHeard you had a little date last night with a certain officer-?â
Your head snaps over to Gene because he was the only other one at the aid station when Ron asked you out
âGENE-!â who looks smug as fuck as you start throwing wadded up napkins at him
Ron is watching from the officers table, smirking at how flushed you become from all the teasing
Nixon just leans over and goes, âYou chose a good one Sparky. Those boys might be scared of you, but if you break their heart, theyâll break your fucking neck.â
I donât think that you put a label on what you are, at least not for a long while since youâre both so scared of losing the other and in war nothing is guaranteed
You both just know that if you need someone to talk to or just are in need of some comfort you go to each other
 You start to seek each other out unconsciously, eyes immediately searching for each other in every room and in every group after every mission
If someone is looking for one of you they know to look for the other because youâre never far behind each other
Thereâs a joke going around within Easy that you canât âsleep without your teddy bearâ because you canât sleep very well without Speirs
Sleeping cuddled up with Speirs in a pile of hay, leaves you better rested than sleeping alone on a real bed
You never tell each other you love one another until you go on leave in Paris, up until then you just say, âCome back to me.â âI will. Promise."
And the second you get back from anywhere you make a b-line for each other and say, âYou came back to me.â âI promised, didnât I?â
(You tell him that you love him first though. He doesnât even hesitate to say it back.)
I donât think that yâall kiss a lot just because Speirs is a very reserved person with a reputation to keep up
He does love to drag you behind buildings, away from prying eyes to kiss you or make out with you (he LOVES to make out with you against a wall where you can both just keep pushing against each other- weâll get to this later, this man makes me have many thoughts)
You and Ron are sitting at the back of the room, just holding hands and playing with each others fingers, half watching the movie when some officer comes bursting through the doors turning on all the lights, shutting off the movie and yelling about moving back out
Ron and you look at each other because, âI didnât buy a scarf in Paris."
BASTOGNE
At first you two are excited because you can have secret foxhole rendezvous, within a week youâre both like, âI am freezing and emotionally distraught, do not touch meâ
The only person who bring you any comfort when you canât be near Ron is Gene, but nobody wants to lose both their medics in one blast so youâre either in a foxhole by yourself or a little bit off the front and sitting with Joe Liebgott and/or George Luz
Everytime Ron comes by the foxhole the guys are still scared of him so they tend to stay silent while the two of you talk or they just completely dip and leave the two of you alone
(they realise how little time the two of you get to spend together now that youâre both: a) on the front line again, and b)meant to be on full alert to watch for any stragglers trying to force their way through)
The guys are still weary that youâre with Ron (in what sorta way youâre together the guys still arenât 100% sure still), but I think that seeing the way he treats you in Bastogne changes that
Heâs constantly making rounds, and âmysteriouslyâ ending up at your foxhole
(he blames it on how sparse the line is but everybody knows thatâs a lie because that man knows where everything is at all times)
You both donât talk a lot during Bastogne, finding more comfort in physical closeness and sharing what little warmth you both have with each other
Youâre both freezing but somehow Ron never seems to shiver, like he can just will his body not to, whereas youâre just shaking like a leaf as he hold you
On Christmas youâre huddled in your foxhole with Joe and George, and Winters comes crunching through the snow towards you
Being the nicest man ever he just crouches down and tell you
âGo.â
ââScuse me Sir?â
âGo spend Christmas with Sparky.â
Youâre out of the foxhole the second he says âChristmasâ with a quick âThank you Sir-really thank you!â over your shoulder as youâre moving as fast as your frozen legs can carry you
Plopping into his foxhole with your blanket and heâs startled for a second before smiling at you and in just the absolute softest voice
âHey sweetheart, Merry Christmas.â with the sweetest smile that warms you from the inside out
He got (stole) a gift for you. Itâs a non-army-issued scarf thatâs your favourite colour.
You gave him a photo of the two of you that youâve been secretly holding onto since you got them developedÂ
Itâs a photo of the two of you getting ready to have the actual photo of the two of you in your dress uniforms taken, but it's just him looking down at you as you fix his tie
He wonât admit it but he tears up a little when he sees it, because youâve been getting the shit bombed out of you every day, youâre freezing to death, you donât have enough of anything and everybody is so tired, but this photo is so domestic and sweet, and it reminds him of when you were anywhere but here and he just loves you so much he canât fucking stand it
New years eve comes around and youâre in your shared foxhole with Liebgott and about 2 minutes before midnight Ron comes to do âhis roundsâ and âmake sure everybodyâs dug in properlyâ
(at this point everybody knows that if Ron is seen around Easy heâll say itâs to check on everybody, but they all know he just wants to see you and make sure youâre okay)
He kneels down next to you and Joe nudges you awake
You startle upright and when you realise nobody is hurt you look and see Ron next to where you were sleeping
âRon!â youâre so sleepy but so excited to see him for the first time since Christmas day, that his heart just about bursts
Just just motions you to follow him which you happily do, heâs a few paces ahead of you and you job a little to catch up to him and slip your freezing fingers into his fingerless glove covered ones
He leads you a little ways away from the other foxholes and behind a few trees (not so far that you couldnât reach one if you started getting bombed again but here they wonât hear whatever you both say)
âWhatâs up Ronnie?â
He just holds a finger up for you to wait, after about 20 seconds of silence he whispers
â3âŚ2âŚ1â and gently cradles your face and kisses you so sweetly that you canât help but sigh into it
It honestly turns into a light makeout before you pull back from him
âWha-...what was that for? Not that Iâm complaining but-â
âHappy new year sweetheart.â
You just beam at him because you may not have remembered but he did (specifically so that he could have an excuse to celebrate and make out with you)
âHappy new year honey.â
The day to take Foy comes finally and youâre sent out onto the field with the boys
You and Gene are not too far away from each other just incase the other needs any assistance
Ron is having the words day of his life, because heâs just stood up on that hill watching the battle take place, and he canât do anything to help you
Youâre hiding behind that building with Lipton when you hear someone calling for a medic on the other side of the street
Ron just got the order to take over and heâs about to start running when he sees you go down
you stuck your head around the corner to get a better look at who was yelling and you get *ping!*âd by a bullet, right off the side of your helmet, throwing you back onto the snow
Ron takes of running through the field because âoh god theyâve been hitâ and he needs to get this situation under control because god knows Dike isnât going to
he takes over for Dike and starts giving out orders before running to âtalk to carwoodâ (check if youâre alive)
he sees you sitting up against the brick wall partially covered by Randlemanâs arm comforting the best he can in this situation you as you shake -because, sure you may have been through various war zones in the past year and a bit, but everybody knows that you donât kill medics- and he can finally breathe a sigh of relief as he realises youâre not hurt just extremely shaken at the close call
When Carwood tells him they need to link up with I company he doesnât hesitate to start running again, you lean forward trying to grab at his jacket yelling for him to come back
he ignores you, knowing that if he looked back at your terrified face he wouldnât be able to move forward
Carwood leans over to tell you that heâs made it to I company, but youâre just sitting there shaking because âoh god heâs gonna die, heâs gonna fucking die- Lip why would you tell him that? You know how he is!â
When Lip peaks his head back around the building he sees Ron running back to you and decided against telling you because he knows thatâll just make you worse
the second Ron makes it back to you, you're pounding against his chest with closed fists and yelling at him through tears that heâs â-an asshole! what the fuck were you thinking?! what if you got hit- i canât fucking stand you!â
Ron isnât hurt because he knew that was going to terrify you but he had to do it
Heâs not even paying attention to you tbh, heâs talking to Lip because he needs to get you safe first, reunions are for after the battle is done
Once the battle is officially over youâre all sitting about, most of the men sitting on the tank in the centre of town, singing and being filmed by the camera men.
youâre standing partially off to the side next to George, practically ignoring Ron -who is lingering nearby talking to Winters- giving you glances every few seconds
He knows you have every right to be frustrated and angry with him because he put his life at risk multiple times without thinking of the consequences other than he âneeds to end this gotta make sure youâre safeâ, but that doesnât mean that it hurts any less
suddenly a shot rings out from the attic of one of the destroyed houses and a bullet whizzes right by you, everybody scatters, George grabs you and pull you behind the building with Shifty
youâre completely frozen in Georgeâs grip, terrified that you almost got shot again
And âJesus Christ, donât they know youâre not supposed to shoot medics, theyâve got a fucking armband for a reasonâ from George behind you who has an iron grip on your arms
waiting a few moments after Shifty took the shot people nervously start walking back onto the street, but Ron makes a beeline for where George is still gripping onto you (explaining that he âcanât lose another friend he just canâtâ)
Ron just grabs you and pulls you into him, you tuck your head right between his shoulder and jaw, your cold nose against his neck causing him to shiver
he just holds you and you hold him
cut to: night in the church and youâre finally warm and able to shed some layers since youâre no longer freezing to death
Ron walks up to you, no jacket on just his sweater with the army-issued suspenders hanging around his waist (âhe looks like such husband material- now is not the time youâre supposed to be mad at him!!!â)
âCan I speak to youâŚin privateâŚâ he leads you through the church to one of the back rooms and closes the door so you can speak freely
You both just stand there staring at each other, both being too stubborn to apologise first
Youâre just staring at him in the candlelight for a moment, taking in the way the light flickers off his features and his eyes and you just burst into tears, bringing your hands up to over your face
Ron is so startled it takes a moment for his brain to reboot and realise âholy shit theyâre cryingâ and scoop you into his arms
He rubs the back of your head and you just weep into his chest, crying out run-on sentences like âIâm sorry i was hitting you I was so mad at you- why the fuck would you do that-â as he tries to comfort you between your sobs, âIâm sorry-â âWhat if you had gotten hit, I couldnât have gotten to you, I would have just had to watch-â âIâm so sorryâ âI donât hate you I promise, Iâm sorry I was so mad-â
Ron just stands there rubbing over your head and back, rocking you in his arms as he lets you cry about everything thatâs happened
Once you settle down a little bit so now youâre just hiccupping and the last few tears falling down your cheeks Ron just whispers into the crown of your head âI thought I lost youâŚâ
You pull back a little and tilt your head up to look at him â...what do you mean? Just because you scared the shit outta me doesnât mean Iâm gonna leav-â
âNo when you- I saw you get hi-â He closes his eyes to try and calm himself, just imagining what had happened to you and what he thought happened to you brings him to tears, âI saw you fall and lay there and I thought I just watched the love of my life die in front of me-â
âRon-Ron please look at meâŚâ He has to will his eyes open, âIâm here, Iâm okay I promise. A little scared, a little dinged up, but Iâm safe, and youâre safe- and weâre okay.â you both just lean back into each other and hold each other for a few minutes, both trying to calm yourselves and reassuring each other that youâre okay
Gentle âI thought I lost youâ kisses !!!!!!
About an hour after, you and Speirs disappear you come back out to the main room, the choir is still singing and a few of the boys look over, ready to poke fun at you and lighten the mood, but the second they see your face they back out because, you may not let on but youâre just as affected by everything as everyone else is, and you watching the man youâre in love with risk his life was finally your breaking point
You fall asleep in that church cuddled up on one of the pews towards one of the side windows, Ron sitting sideways on the pew with his legs laid out, youâre laying cuddled into him with your back against his chest and holding his arms wrapped around you
You both just whispering to each other how much you love one another between sleepy kisses as you fall asleep
HAGENEAU
Hageneau isnât much better emotionally, everybody is still cold and miserable, and people keep dying even though youâre covered by houses and roofs
The only saving grace is the single warm shower with no soap, the clean uniform and the uncomfortable squeaky mattresses
Speaking of the showers, the officers get their own shower area away from the other men, that are broken into small cubicles for a bit more privacy
Ron sneaks you into the officers shower so you can have some time for just yourself, instead though you ask Ron to stay with you
He's hesitant because you never get any time to just be alone, constantly surrounded by other soldiers or on occasion being shuttled to the aid station as an extra set of hands
But he takes one look at you, covered in blood and dirt, barely able to keep your eyes open, cold and so so upset, and he folds like a lawn chair, nodding and following you to one of the stalls
When you shower together this time nothing about it is sexual, itâs the complete opposite of your time in Paris, nobody is laughing and making soapy mohawks or having really good shower sex. Youâre just standing near each other, sometimes not even touching, just enjoying the warm water and the feeling of weeks of dirt and blood running down the drain
You both stand there a few times, looking at each other and the others body, taking in all the changes that your body has gone through since before Bastogne
You spend some time just running your hands over the others' new scars, some are fresher and some have faded with time. Thereâs a few scars that were fresh when you were on leave and when you both run your fingers over them for a moment you can imagine youâre back there safe and havenât yet gone through the hell-on-earth that is that forest
Then the ground rattles with artillery and you decide thatâs enough time wishing you were somewhere else.
Ron claims a room in the least destroyed house he can find and is like âI found a room for us :)â and something about the way he says âusâ makes you feel warmer than the sun and it lifts your mood so much for such a little thing
The night of the prisoner snatch is stressful and youâre not even going across the river
Youâre sat on the edge of the allies bank right where the boats will land, just incase anybody is hurt
You spend the entire time after they launched crouched against the cold dirt hoping that your friends make it out okay
Of course nothing goes right and itâs practically a fist fight as the boat sails across the water
Youâre right there the second they land and jump into action
The boys carry Eugene Jackson towards the basement where the rest of the men had been waiting, struggling as he writhed and cried from the pain, limbs flying out every which way, and eventually smacking you right in the face
Your eyes water as Eugene's fist collides with your cheek, sending you stumbling back into the wall
Thereâs yelling and chaos and you holler for someone to âgo grab Doc Roe!â
By the time Gene gets to you your fresh uniform has blood smeared on it from trying to cradle Eugene's face to keep him still and your hands are wet with the red liquid
Gene gestures for you to move and allow him to take over which you do willingly, now turning to Babe to try and distract him from the horrible screaming and crying Eugene is letting out
Ron is sitting up on the bed in the he had commandeered for you both when you come shuffling into the room blood soaking your hands and smeared on your fresh uniform
He doesnât look up from the files he was given, just greeting you with a, âHey sweetheart, howâd it go?â
You donât respond, just walking silently into the bathroom attached to the room turning on the tap and scrubbing the blood off your hands
âBaby?â
Youâre just scrubbing, and scrubbing and scrubbing and it just âwonât come offâ and âjesus christ why wonât it come off?â
Youâre not even scrubbing anymore youâre just scratching at your hands, your wrists, your arms, and you just want it off âoff, off, get it offâ
And suddenly rough hands gently grab your wrists and there's a voice speaking to you and telling you that, âitâs okay, weâll get it off, weâll get it offâŚtake a deep breath and weâll get it offâ
Youâre not even crying youâve just gone numb and have a thousand yard stare over Ronâ shoulder as he gently washes your hands in his own, heâs watching the red water turn to pink and finally to clear
Ron takes his time, making sure to clean every finger and under every nail until your hands are the cleanest theyâve been since before Bastogne
Ron turns off the tap and just looks at you with the saddest eyes, you donât even realise heâs finished until he asks you âare you okay?â he knows the answer but knows thatâs the only way to get you to tell him what happened
âEugene diedâŚâ his eyes go wide, âJackson- Eugene JacksonâŚâ his face goes slightly more lax, realising that your fellow medic hadnât been killed âhe was twenty-threeâŚhe kept crying he was in so much pain, his face- he was-â
Ron is watching you concerned and gets scared as you just stop talking, like someone suddenly turned off a radio
âYou donât have to talk y/nâŚcan I- can I touch you?â Heâs never seen you this small before, youâre like a wounded animal, your eyes are dead and looking straight through him
Not even looking at him you just nod silently. Ron nods back and scoops you into his arms, carrying you back into the main room, gently placing you on the bed
Youâre both silent as he unlaces and takes off your boots, and then your dirty jacket and (he asks of course), your pants and shirt too
heâs already making a plan to get you a new uniform before you wake up
he grabs his sweater he was wearing that night in the church and pulls it over you, it covers you well enough since itâs a size too big
Youâre sitting on the edge of the bed and Ron gets up for a moment and walks over to his pack and takes out a small bottle and a rag, he tips just a few drops of the liquid onto it and comes back to you, so softly just brushing it over your hands to get rid of the smell of copper blood
Once heâs done you raise your hands to your nose and it just smells like Ron
It takes you a moment because you havenât smelled it since Paris but itâs the cologne he bought while you were both there, and it just takes you back to the time you spent together, when everything was okay and it felt like you werenât two soldiers on leave but just two people in love spending time together
you realise that he wiped just enough of the cologne on your hands that you canât smell the copper anymore and you can just smell him
you just lay down and curl up on the bed as Speirs gets his outer layers and boots off before climbing in behind you and pulling into him, your back to his chest
he just holds you the whole night, letting you cry, or mumble about how ânone of this is fairâ, and he talks about what youâre going to do together after all this is over, talking to you sleep
âIâll get you a house with a big old porch that wraps around the entire house. We can drink tea and watch the sun go down.â
(had to throw in a Notebook quote for emotional damage)
GERMANY
When news comes that youâll be moving in to occupy Germany you canât tell whether to be excited or terrified because taking Germany means the end of the war, but it also means a final stand on the Germans part
Now that Ron is Easyâ CO that means that you can travel in the same vehicle
So youâre both sitting in the backbed of a truck with some other Easy men when you see something bright flash over your hand
You hold up your hand and see it flash again
Looking over your shoulder you see from behind the thick layer of trees, the sun is shining for the first time in nearly 2 months
You shoot up from your seat, turning to look out the side of the uncovered truck and Ron shoots out to grab your waist to stop you from tumbling over
âWoah-! What are you doing- What is it?â
âThe sun!â
He looks up at you like youâre crazy
âThe sun is out! And itâs warm!â
You guys break through the trees and the sun just lights you up, and for the time in months the sun is out, and its yellow and itâs warming you from the outside in
Ron is just holding you by the waist and looking up at you like youâre crazy but suddenly the yellow light from the sun is shining on your face, and the wind is blowing through your hair and you are beaming looking at the sun shining overhead
You get so excited at the warmth youâre finally getting and start to stip off your scarf, fingerless gloves, hat and thicker jacket
Joe playfully wolf whistles and the sound of it snaps Ron out of the trance you had unknowingly put him in with a, âShut it Liebgott!â
Compared to the last town you stayed in Landsberg seems like a dream
Warm homes, real beds, actual fresh food and warm weather
But then you find the camp
And everything seems just hopeless
You all had known the Germans were bad, thereâs a reason youâre fighting a war against them
But none of you had really realised just how bad it really was
As you walk through the open gates people are gently grasping at your jacket, your hair, your hands
Looking for some sort of comfort and thanking you
You try and comfort them back, saying words of relief in the broken German Joe had been teaching you back in the foxhole in Bastogne
As a medic you and Gene are asked to stay behind to give any attention to anyone you possibly can
Ron has to go back to the battalion HQ to give his report of what they found, and leaving you here, watching you take care of the people who have been through such horrible acts as they close the gates behind him, Nixon, Winters and Welsch, locking you in there is the hardest thing heâs ever had to do
You donât come home until late that night, reeking of death and alcohol
You and Ron donât say anything to each other, you just sit on a couch in the house the officers were sharing, and you pull out the random bottle Lewis gave you and just pass it back and forth in silence the whole night, knowing that you had to get up and go back there again in the morning
Leaving the people in the camp behind was one of the hardest things youâve ever had to do, forming a relationship of trust with the people in there and suddenly having to up and leave them after a week because of some higher-ups orders was one of the most frustrating experiences youâve ever had
But when Ron told you youâre leaving to Berchtesgaden it felt like the beginning of the end
The drive up through the mountains is one of the most beautiful views youâve ever seen
âItâs beautiful here. We should come back again one day.â
âYou mean like when weâre not getting shot at?â
âOf course I mean when weâre not getting shot at Ron.â
Walking through the small town of completely abandoned high ranking Nazi homes was so eerie and had everyone on guard, until the entire place was swept and cleared the men started drinking like the war was over
(which at this point is basically was)
Ron is looting like itâs his job. He comes back to the room in the house the officers taken over with armfulls of expensive items everytime he comes back from somewhere
You spend most of your time hanging out with the other men of Easy, exploring the area, swimming and looting as well
You and Ron spend one night together where youâre just laying in the large bed in the officers house, with all the windows open and are just talking about whatâs going to happen next
âWar in Europeâs is overâŚdo you have enough points to go home?â
âNoâŚeven if I did youâre not going to the Pacific without me Sparky.â
Itâs a difficult conversation to have because youâve both just barely made it through the war in Europe together and now youâre going to be shipped off to the Pacific where everything is 10x worse, which means itâs 10x more likely that one of you isnât making it out of there alive
Ron is in his dress uniform watching you play baseball with everyone, just taking in the moment
The second that Dick says that the war is over your eyes snap to each other and you run and jump into his arms
He lifts you up and gives you the biggest kiss, (which has the boys cheering even louder)
You both get HAMMERED that night with everyone (except for Dick who is present but is not drinking lol)
Thereâs a chugging competition between everyone, (Lewis is a man who sips his drinks so he does not do well, I think that Bill wins, then Joe Toye and Ron is maybe 3d)
By the time 2 am rolls around everyone is blissfully drunk, and you and Ron have migrated out to the balcony and are just slow dancing together silently
since the war has been officially declared over you spend the rest of your time in Germany relaxing, swimming and just having fun and being kids with everyone basically, until youâre given a way to get back to the states
POST WAR
You go back to your families for about 2 months before you realise that you canât live without each other and yall buy a house
itâs a fixer upper in a nice neighbourhood and it becomes your own project
you buy a camera to document the process of you renovating the house until it becomes your dream home
it takes about 8 months for it to be finished, and after Ron claims the garden as his fixer upper project and he makes it beautiful
I donât Ron actually proposes I think he just looks up at you one day, the sun shining through the living room window, the radio playing quietly and you just look so ethereal and content, it reminds him of when he asked you to go dancing with him that he just can't help but say
âWill you marry me?â
Youâre already smiling before you even look at him, taking your time to put your bookmark in before looking at him with a smile to rival the sun and just say
âYes. I think I will.â
You guys are married within a year of him asking
I think you would have a small wedding, right in that perfect time where spring turns to summer and itâs not too hot but everything in Ronâs beautiful garden is blooming
You have the ceremony outside of a historical home under a huge willow tree
Itâs just you both, your immediate families and Easy, everyone is dressed in their dress uniforms and I think Ron would be too (unless you asked him to wear a proper suit in which case he absolutely would)
Lipton is Ronâs best man, with Lewis being a part of his groomsmen
Dick walks you down the aisle (he is crying the whole way) and hands you off to Ron
The reception is in the backyard of the home, there's a beautiful ceremony setup (i'm legit picturing Bilbo baggins 111th birthday party energy)
The list of people had to be approved before the wedding because everybody wanted to make a speech
The list goes: You and Ron, one of each of your parents, Dick, Eugene, Lewis, Malarkey
You and Ron have a perfect first dance and the second itâs over youâre being spun around the floor by every soldier in Easy, all saying things like âyou never danced with us at any of the pubs so weâre making up for lost time!â
He love to garden after the war
The officers come over about every 2 months to catch up and have dinner, and every single time one of them gets roped into hearing about how âI asked for white hydrangeas and do you know what Glenda at the store gave me? Pink hyacinth! Can you believe her? Everybody knows that you canât put pink hyacinth next to pink peonies, theyâd clash!â
âDick, Iâd go save your husband over there before he buries mine in his precious garden.â
I donât think you have/adopt kids right away, instead you adopt a dog from a shelter that you treat like your kid
I do think Ron would like to be a dad one day though
post war i think he either just had a calm day job like down at a shop or something or he becomes a teacher (elementary school maybe like grade 6? and all the kids love him)
i donât think he talks a lot about the war once its over, only the happy parts at least
how he sleeps head cannons:
he likes cuddling you in any way possible but he prefers either your back to his front or his head on your chest with his body half sprawled on top of yours
DEATH GRIP ON YOU, you have to pry his arms off you if you need to get up in the night
but he does get nightmares a lot, not ones where heâs kicking and screaming, but he starts to shift and mumble
you usually wake him up by just holding him and quietly talking to him to wake him
he wakes with a start and a jolt and his breathing is rapid and uneven and it takes him a few minutes to remember heâs home and heâs safe
you both just lay there and he silently cries for a few minutes and you comfort him
i think after a night like that heâs up for the rest of the night, he just putters around or sits up and thinks, he always tells you to go back to bed though
you always stay up with him, saying that âI was awake anyways, couldnât sleep.â through big yawns laying against his side on the couch or big window seat
there was one night a few months after the war ended and everything was still a little too fresh, and Ron is mumbling and shifting
you wake up because he starts to throw his arms around
you lean over to try and wake him up because heâs getting louder and starting to kick his legs
Then his arms start to flail
you âre getting scared because he just wonât wake up so you grab him by his shoulders and shake him, begging for him to open his eyes
His eyes shoot open as heâs frantic and lost and you realise that he's not here with you
His hands come up and he grabs your arms so tight youâre pretty sure theyâll bruise and he shoves you off of him, you go tumbling off the bed onto the floor, smacking your head
You lay there dazed for a moment dazed, your head aching
Ron has pushed himself up against the headboard, trying to calm his breathing and come back down from whatever memory he had been trapped in
You both just sit/lie still for a minute, the only sound being your heavy breathing, until Ron whispers
âY/n?â
And god he just sounds so small, and broken and scared
You havenât heard him this scared since Bastogne when he thought you died, and it scares you just how defeated he sounds
You push yourself off the floor and crawl on the bed, flicking on the small bedside lamp and illuminating the room just enough that you can see just how messy he looks
His eyes are wet and his hair is a mess, his chest is heaving with shuddering breaths
You donât touch him, just reach your hand out and place it between you two, giving him the option to take it or not
âYeah Ron, Iâm hereâŚdonât worry, Iâm here, youâre safe in our home.â
He gently reaches out and tangles your fingers together, slowly shifting closer to you, seeking some comfort but not wanting to touch you, his body still on high alert from his dream
âWh-what were you doing on the floor? Did- did I-â
âRon no-â
âOh god- Iâm so sorry I- I didnât mean to- you know I would never-â He starts to cry. No not cry, he starts to heave and sob, appalled that he could hurt you in any way
He pushes himself back from you and curls up against the headboard
You crawl right up next to him and wrap him in your arms, running a hand through his hair and up and down his back as you whisper to him
âI know Ron- I know baby. You would never hurt me. You didnât know, you werenât here with me, you were somewhere else.â
It never happens again this badly, but there are still nights where the one of you has to hold the other when they wake up scared, confused and just lost
The first Easy Company reunion comes around and when you show up everybody is like âWho is this man and what have you done with Captain Speirs?â because this man is giving you regular kisses and ones on the cheek, heâs holding your hand and has his palm on the small of your back, youâre holding hands and basically just being a normal couple, but the boys cannot function because âWhere is our scary Captain Speirs, and what did you do with him??â
Is that a SMILE???? The boys have no idea how youâve done this but you have somehow caused their rough and tumble CO to become so soft and loving they can barely look at the two of you
At one point everyone is dancing and he pulls you out onto the floor and I fully believe that Malarkey passes out because heâs so shocked
this boy can DANCE iâm telling you. he love to slow dance with you
He is pulling out all the moves because he's finally around his friends in a space where theyâre not getting shot at constantly and he can finally let go and be himself
The boys are all whooping and hollering because you both look so carefree and in love and theyâre so happy for you
when you finally have time to relax you both spend a lot of time reading with your legs thrown over his lap and his hand is just gently rubbing your calf and ankle, itâs a great reminder that youâre both here together and everything is calm and safe now
Only after the war does he actually loosen up in public, and oh boy you better be ready because the second he starts showing how much he loves you in public he refuses to stop
Iâm talking: hand holding every second youâre outside because âI donât want you to get lostâŚand your hands are softâ, kisses for everything whether itâs kisses as payment for getting something off a shelf for you or kisses just because you look so good that he just canât help himself
shows you off at every chance he gets: he goes down to the shop (heâs befriended every old lady who works the register) and when heâs at checkout the lady goes âand whoâve you got with you today Ronald?â and heâs so excited and is all like, âthis is y/n, my partner!â
This man reads poetry!!!! And he loves to recite it to you while youâre both cooking, or laying in bed late at night while you play with his fingers, and he loves to read it to you while youâre sitting in your backyard with his head in your lap and your fingers combing through his hair gentlyÂ
looks at you with his warm gaze so full of love, almost always when you turn to look at him and see him just watching you with his warm brown eyes and you just get so shy and flustered you have to look away (he loves when you get like that he thinks itâs so fucking cute)
EXTRAS
flirts with you all the time!!! (even after youâre married. he just loves to make you swoon)
one may think that Ron would get in to fights when someone disrespects you but you alway tell him âtheyâre not worth it Ron donât bother honey.â
but YOU on the other hand, if someone says something about Ron you jump their ass
that actually happened back when everyone was at some small pub one night and youâre walking back to the table with all the boys at it and some guy tries to harass you so Ron steps in with one of those âYou better back the fuck off my partnerâ looks and you start back to your seat when the guy pipes up about Ron and you just swing around and DECK him. All that time training came in handy as you started to beat his ass. All the boys are cheering you on (Bill will say that heâs never been prouder of you, and both Joes and Tab were cheering like they had money on you)
it takes Ron, Winters and a tipsy Nixon to pull you off the poor guy before you kill him
Ron pulls you out of the bar to cool of but you just keep your hands locked and keep walking until you get back to your room and have some fantastic rage induced sex (not mad at each other, just riled up and showing one another how much you love and care for each other)
has a really deep morning voice
and the best bed head, like he makes it look so good and like such boyfriend/husband materal
loves to stare at you when you get happy/excited, it makes him happy!
the second he realises that he can loot he anonymously leaves you gifts that he thinks youâd enjoy
it starts off simple with items like candies and treats
then it becomes more thoughtful like a nice chain or a simple ring band that wonât get in the way of your work as a medic
he absolutely loves seeing you wear or read the gifts heâs left for you, itâs like heâs there protecting you and claiming you as his but from afar, when you play with the ring on your finger when your nervous out bored during briefings it makes him so happy
is a surprisingly good singer?? doesnât do it very often and NEVER around people (epically the men) but when itâs just you two with a moment alone he loves to sing to you while swaying gently with one hand on your waist and one holding yours
Loves to sing âIâll be seeing youâ by Billie Holiday
everytime he comes back from looting a house he goes âgive me your hand.â and pulls out a handful of different sizes, cuts and colours of rings, gently placing each one on your finger, noting each time you say that you like an aspect of it
âI like the cut of the stone in this one, I'm just not sure of the colour though.â
Ron: *quickly grabs his notebook and scribbles something down in it before pocketing the ring*
LOVES when you play with his dog tags (especially when you are laying together post-sex), and loves the way your dog tags look when youâre bouncing on him, and theyâre jingling and catching the light perfectly
i think his love languages are;
giving: gift giving and acts of service, quality time
receiving: quality time, words of affirmation and physical touch
speaking of physical touch:
he is NOT big on PDA, he prefers to keep any intimate moments like kissing just between the two of you (or occasionally quick pecks around the other officers, that causes you to blush so much he has to give you a second one. Even Dick jokes at him, âJesus Sparky, please keep it in your pants-â âDick I swear to God-!â)
but when you are in public is more like a gentle hand on the small of your back, brushing hair out of his face and letting your fingers linger there for a little longer than necessary, linking your pinkies together when youâre standing close enough
he also LOVES when you grab the back of his jacket/shirt or his belt loop to not get lost in a crowd, it makes him feel like you trust him
when yâall are in PRIVATE he LOVES making out
slow and gentle, just you and him, rubbing your hands along his stubble, pulling back for a moment to giggle and tell him how ticklish it is, (he promises to shave it, you tell him your like to feel it somewhere else before he does)
loves making out with you ANYWHERE but especially his office, like pushing you up onto his desk where his body fits perfectly between your legs, he can trap you between his arms and hold your hands down onto the wooden desk, loves the sense of privacy it gives you both
more than once youâve been interrupted and youâve had to fake bringing him some papers he needed
âSpeirs- Sergeant L/N! Sorry for interrupting, I didnât realise you had a⌠guest.â
âItâs alright Sir, they were just dropping off some paperwork.â Winters is SO EMBARRASSED, but not nearly as much as you are when Nixon points out
âYou might wanna fix your hair before you go anywhere else Sergeant.â with a shit eating grin on his face.
your face goes red before you look at Ron guilty, he just smirks back at you causing you to blush an even deeper shade of red.
carries around pictures of you in his OD jacket pocket!!!!! theyâre in a tin so they donât get ruined, he loves to just flip through them and stare when you are a part from each other
thereâs a few photos of the two of you when you finally had weekend passes and you went to Paris. There's one of you and him both in your uniforms standing together, his arms wrapped around you as you're mid laugh and heâs looking down at you with eyes like you hung the moon.
Youâve got one really good one you put on your bedside table when you get back, itâs Ron in regular clothes smiling directly into the camera blowing smoke out of his mouth, itâs very domestic and handsome. The first time he sees it heâs all âoh come on you wanna keep that one? Itâs so bad-" "I think you look beautiful and handsome, like a leading man.â He sees how you stare at that photo and decides âmaybe itâs not so bad after allâ
Another is of you both in regular civilian clothes, itâs a strip of photo booth pictures, that get progressively more steamy. The first one is just you two looking at each other, youâre sitting on his lap and cradling his face. the second one is you both kissing, itâs sweet (and later he puts that one in his wallet when you get home). Third photo is, you both, still kissing but now your hands are gripping his shirt and his hands are all in your hair (that way that Tab runs his hands through that girl's hair in Holland, you know the gif). the final one in the strip is of him staining at you with loving eyes, having just pulled back from a kiss- hands still in your hair- but youâre staring directly into the camera with this look on your face that he loves seeing, youâre rapidly unbuttoning your shirt
nsfw:
in that tin of photos there are more than a few risquĂŠ and sexual ones. You rented a camera to take photos while in Paris and when you finally get the developed images sent to you at the front you and Ron open them and the first photo is of you just sitting against the headboard of the hotel room bed, hugging a pillow against your naked body with the sheets bunched up around your feet, your hair is a controlled beautiful mess and youâre staring directly into the camera with half lidded eyes, (obviously just having settled down enough the push yourself upright). Ronâs breath hitches and he grabs it, immediately placing it in the tin with other photos of you both.
photos of you both mid sex
you have one that you took while riding him, heâs laying down with his head thrown back and his mouth partially open and his eyes are closed and he just looks wrecked. you pocket that one just as quickly as he pocketed yours.
he has one of you doing it in front of a mirror, heâs behind you taking the photos and your head is thrown back and your back is arched. the photo is slightly blurred because of the movement while he was taking it but he love it
the first time you had sex together was when you were back in civilization for a US Open show and weâre billeted on the same block.
he is so gentle that first time and whispering sweet nothings into your ear as he slides into you.
âoh fuuuuuck, god-â he hisses through his teeth to keep himself quiet
says that heâs quiet in bed but occasionally after a long day (or if heâs drunk) will groan and moan, taking deep breaths so loud like a virgin trying not to cum to quickly
Aims to please!!!!!! love going down on you especially when he either needs to let go for a while (lets you ride his face), or if he gets jealous and wants to make sure you know that heâs the only one who can make you feel like that.
if you have a vagina he pushes your legs up by the backs of your thighs so youâre completely exposed and fucking goes at it, not stopping until you either; start crying, cum so many times you lose count, squirt or safe-word him. will push your hands away when
you try to grab his hair to either push him away or bring him closer.
if you have a penis he loves sitting you down on a chair or the edge of a bed and holding you down by your thighs so you canât buck up into his mouth. gets you there then holds tight at your base so you cant cum/pulls back at the last second to ruin it. will dig his short nails into your thighs when you wonât stop moving.
pull his hair please
would never say it but loves when you call him by his rank
you accidentally said it one time when you were on leave and you didnât come out of the room all day. you had a reservation for dinner at 5 and when that time rolled around you were letting in the bed shaking, coming down from the best orgasm of your life. you tried to get up and have a shower but ended up going twice more around the room and twice in the shower, every time finishing with a cry of âLieutenant Speirs!â, they got him to just go harder. you showed up for your 5pm reservation at 8:30, still shaking slightly. Ron was a smug s.o.b through all of dinner.
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had his hand covering your mouth to keep you from screaming so loud everyone could hear you
at one point someone comes and knocks on his door, he slows but doesnât stop rocking into you as he speaks to them through the door, his hand covering your mouth and you stare at him with wide eyes, as heâs speaking to the poor person on the other side of the door he kisses and nips and sucks at your neck, basically heâs torturing you and expects you to make zero noise
you let out a single squeak and he freezes, glaring at you, you start shaking your head trying to apologize but his hand is still over your mouth
âiâll come back later sirâŚâ
the SECOND that poor guy is gone Ron tightens his hand on your mouth and goes crazy, rubbing you with his one hand, while moving in and out and fucking whispering into your ear practically degrading you for making so much noise while heâs fucking you and someone is on the other side of the door (this man makes me have many thoughts)
he loves to look up at you while going down on you, the same as earlier, heâs looking up at you like you hung the moon and the stars and you can barely look at him because the look in his eyes is just too much for your brain to process through all the stimulation
when heâs jealous or youâre both being rougher he loves to make you look him in his eyes, staring at him as he makes you feel so good and his eyes flutter closed because heâs getting just as much if not more pleasure from this than you are
will finger you under any table, does not matter who is sitting with you
(possibly more than) once Ron has been fingering you under the table and Lewis and Dick know exactly whatâs going on and one of them has to fake feeling sick because they know if they donât leave now yall are gonna end up fucking on the table and they donât want to see that
once you two are married he LOVES and i means LOVES to finger you and lick your cum off of his ring finger with the wedding band still on it, itâs so possessive and makes him so turned on
youâre the only person who can top him
loves when you take control, especially when you ride him and pull his hair, grab him by the face to make him look at you and are overall rough with him (also loved when you make him cum before you and you just sit with him twitching inside you while he comes down until he can go again because i âI didnât finish, what did i say was going to happen if you came before I got to?â
lazy, beautiful morning sex in with a warm breeze coming through the windows
defo has fucked you in the back garden; both on the grass (you were bent over on the ground gardening and he just couldnât help himself because âyou know how i feel when you wear those bottoms-â), and him sitting on the wicker seating set with the comfortable cushions you have in the back with you lazily riding him, not really thrusting and jumping as much as just lazily rolling your hips together
loves clothed sex; both of you being clothed (hiumping each other over pants or him pulling your dress/skirt up to push against your underwear), or only one of you being clothed (he loves the way it looks when heâs jumping against your covered ass and you love the way the front of his pants look when you get them wet by rocking against him)
not necessarily risky when it comes to sex but has a bit of a kink for almost getting caught, (would never want you two to get actually caught since heâs âthe only one allowed to see you like thisâ)
you guys have fucked in ever room in your house, just to run through a couple places:
living room: couch, every chair, floor (rug)
kitchen: kitchen table, counter (both over and on top of it), dining room table
bedroom: bed, chair, over the and on top of the dresser, against the door, against ye window (faces the backyard)Â
bathrooms: bathtub, shower, lid closed (ya nasty) sitting on the toilet, against the door, tiled floor and the bath mat
office: desk (over it, on top of it, on the edge of it, eating you out/sucking him off leaning against the table/sitting on the edge of the chair), sitting on his lap in the chair, against the bookshelf, window nook, the arm chair
garage: in the car, on the hood of the car, against the door during parties, against the wall (the concrete causing you to arch your back from the cold rough texture)
closets (upstairs ones while guests are over and asking âwhere tf are our hosts?â
okay thatâs my short list of places lmaooo
idc what parts you have Ron has a breeding kink
you guys love to cockwarm while reading it while one of you is doing work
likes to kiss you while youâre having sex but when youâre in control prefers when you bite and nip at him
has a slight choking kink
within the first 2 times you guys have sex he knows a) exactly what to do to get you going and b) where the most sensitive parts of your body are and WILL use that against you every chance he gets
this man whines when he gets too sensitive, is really calm and comfortable, or when youâre topping him and calling him nicknames
has a choking kink (on either of you)
heâs very vocal with grunts and either praise or degrading you, also moans the first time heâs in you, every timeÂ
calls you: baby, sweetheart, perfect, (when more aggressive): cocksleeveve, slut, good boy/girl
will call you his personal medic/nurse/doctor
you call him: baby, lovey, good/perfect boy, daddy occasionally, captain speirs (which will get him to go to a whole other level)
you two have done some sexy medic/patient role play before both during the war and after (mayhaps a little morphine was involved, which was very hard to explain to Gene why you were down a bottle suddenly)
overstimulate each other
loves to watch you touch yourself, the way your body moves is like crack to him
you do this both when youâre trying to torture him (heâs tired to the headboard or a chair) or as a mutual masturbation thing
he is the perfect size, rides that sweet line between âouch thatâs too bigâ and âa slight stretchâ where you tend to need a second when he sinks in for the first time but the stretch is always welcome
you both love when you give him head and when you pull back youâre connected to him with spit and cum
yall definitely had secret foxhole rendezvous (this is where his âhand over your mouth to keep you quietâ kink came from)
after your first time together (on the wonderful Paris leave), you look over at him with watery eyes and just say âi love you so much.â he doesnât hesitate with a âi love you more than anything.â
that instigates the softest second round of just sweet, loving kisses and quiet âi love youââs in between and when you finish
keith asking you to wear your PT clothes (post war) because he canât help but watch hot your body and muscles move under the tight shirt and short shorts
after weeks of him asking you surprise him by coming back from a light run in those clothes and he knows that itâs on
after some hot ass sex you ask him if heâll wear his âyour back and muscles look great in that shirt and your ass looks incredible in those shorts.â
within the week he pulls the same scenario of going out for a light run in that outfit and you jump his fucking bones
he likes it why you try to cover your moans and whines by biting your lip or with your hand or in a pillow but you just canât help it and become so loud
you both like when the other gets watery eyes and starts getting all soft and sensitive and their eyes get wide and submissive
like to talk to you during sex, âyouâre doing so good for me-â âfuck youâre feel good baby-â, âyou krio doing that i wonât last long-â, âyou look so good when you ride me baby, oh fuââ
when he gets really close after a few rounds and is overstimulated and is almost crying (consensually) he pants and gasps and finishes with a cry and maybe a sob but he feels so good-
loves when you feel too much and you just sort of space out for a second or go silent because your brain just short circuits
maybe you squirt once and tried to do it for a whole night after that
once did it so much that he made you dehydrated (can that even happen? idk, but now it can.)
yâall have aftercare DOWN
you know exactly what the other needs after there are dom/sub roles in play or after just regular (incredible as usual) sex
cleaning each other in the shower or bath gentle, kissing so softly of sometimes just being near each other but not touching because youâre both so sensitive
tea and snacks in bed cuddled up after (or any food and hydration really)
if one of you is particularly tired after, the other reads to them while running their hair through their hair until the person on their lap/shoulder/chest fall asleep
aggressive angry sex (youâre never scared the other is going to hurt each other because you know that youâre never angry at each other (just something/someone else) and that you just need to get all of the aggression and energy out and maybe feel more in control of the world for a bit
talks you through it
âthat feel good sweetheart? tell me how good it feels.â
âwhatâs wrong baby, you gonna cum for me again?â
âoh you just feel so good you canât even think anymore! so drink on my cock arenât you sweetheart!âÂ
yell tease each other like itâs your job
that could mean verbally teasing each other or edging each other, or giving the other the gentlest touches and brushes, just barely touching the other for them to get anything other than a shiver of pleasure
slow dancing that just turned to grinding
This man makes me have thoughts I should not have, so I will stop here <3
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summary: you're a new library assistant in an elementary school and you cant help but fall for the cute teacher visiting your desk.
pairing: teacher!peter parker x librarian!male reader
word count: 2290 (im being ballsy with these fic lengths its actually fun)
warnings: none really more of fluff
a/n: was in a fluff writing mood :> (might get a part 2 if it gets received well)
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You did everything by the book, literally. There was a handbook resting on the front desk of the library with everything you needed to do as an assistant. You took the books back to the shelves and made sure it was in the right order. You tidied up the library computers making sure every unit was logged off and the chairs werenât a mess. You also took note of orders from the teachers, some lists from Mr. Jones, Mrs. Longford, Mr. Hayward, and Mr. Parker. You stretched your arms and legs, cracked your neck, and gave a little prayer to the universe that you wish your formal first day will be good.Â
Ding!Â
The bell on your desk pinged. A man, probably in his early 40s, stood in front of you. He wore a loose shirt with a pale pink tie, his hair was brown and sparse.Â
âMr. Parker?âÂ
âIâm sorry, Iâm Roy Jones, from the math department,â he responds. You gave an embarrassed oh and gave him his stack of books.Â
âSorry, itâs my first day.â
âAll good kiddo, you havenât seen trouble yet, good luck on your first day,â Mr. Jones gave a kind smile before walking away.Â
By 8:30 am the students came rushing to your door, you logged borrowed books, received returns, you even did the occasional hush to students being loud, it was going smoothly. The kid in front of you was borrowing a copy of The Picture of Dorian Gray, an excellent choice you thought. You scanned the QR code inside the book, logged in the studentâs info and you kindly smiled while giving the book away. Hours passed of you sitting around, sipping on an orange juice box. By 11 am at least 3 students were studying.Â
Ding!Â
Oh. The man standing in front of you was tall and handsome, probably in his mid-30s, he wore a neat suit in neutral colors, and his brown hair was combed to the side. You placed your juice box down.Â
âMr. Hayward?â you traced your fingers on the sticky notes on your desk.Â
âParker, Peter Parker,â he replied. Shit, not again.Â
âIâm so sorry Mr. Parker.â you shook your head.Â
âFirst day, huh?â you nodded shamefully. He gave you a cheeky smile.Â
âYeah, Iâm so sorry,â you took the stack of books with the label Mr. Parker on it. He reached out to take the heavy books, your fingers were slightly touching. Your cheeks warmed from the contact. There was a certain pleasingness in his presence. You scanned the pile trying to spark a conversation. âSo you teach physics?â
âYeah, 8th and 9th actually,â he carries the books in his arms, he may look lean but you could see the way his arms flexed under his suit. âAre you new to the city?â
âWell kinda, I was born here but my family and I moved out when I was 5. I figured coming here in the city could give me more opportunities,â his brows would raise while you talked, making you feel like whatever words came out of your mouth he listened to intently. âHow about you? Did you grow up here?â
âI grew up with my aunt, went to Midtown for high school, and Empire State in college. So, yeah, full-time New Yorker here,â he chuckled. âMy daughter and I still live in Queens too.â
âDaughter?â you said shockingly. He looked down at his toes, and he laughed again, that soft deep laugh. âSorry, you donât look like oneâ
âI donât look like a dad?â he said.
âI mean you look pretty young,â you bit the insides of your cheeks. âIâm sorry I must have been taking up too much of your time Mr. Parker, âtwas a lovely chat though.â
âOh itâs fine, Iâm on lunch break anyway.â you waved him goodbye and he reciprocates the gesture. âBy the way, Peter is fine, just Peter.â
He leaves, and you sit back down on your desk, your heart beating a little too fast for your liking. Your knees felt funny like they were going to give out. Oh, god. You were crushing on the physics teacher.Â
Before your shift ended Mrs. Longford called and said she couldnât go to the library due to her pregnancy. You gladly said you would deliver her the books instead. On the way to her room, you couldnât properly find her classroom, they all looked the same to you, so you went one by one, looking through the windows and checking to see if Mrs. Longford was there. By the eighth classroom, you could see him. Not Mrs. Longford, but Peter. He was demonstrating the law of inertia to the class, making a funny action of being hit in the hip by force, and the class laughed. He seems nice, and the students all listened to him, taking in every word of his lesson. It was admirable really, to have such charisma over a bunch of impressionable kids and use it to educate them.Â
The bell rings, and a swarm of students floods the halls. The books in your arms fall as a student bumps into you. You cursed, bending down to pick them up while a pair of arms reached out to help you. It was Peter, he had ditched the suit jacket at this point, his shirt sleeves rolled up to show his veiny arms.Â
âThank you, I was looking for Mrs. Haywardâs classroom and I couldnât find it,â you hugged the book while Peter carried the other stack.Â
âMrs. Haywardâs room is in the other wing. Donât worry Iâll walk you to it.â
âOh no, you must have another class, I can find my way.â you try to take the books but he moves away.
âNo itâs fine, my day is done. Let me walk you to her room.â he smiles, again, that pretty Peter smile.Â
On the way to Mrs.Longfordâs room, you talked about your education, where you went to high school, and in college, and where you live now. The conversation later went to his daughter, Mayday, named after his aunt who has sadly passed. She was 5 years old and in first grade, a smart girl, he says.Â
You reached the 3rd door in the left wing. Peter told you that the lady with short hair and red cat-eyed glasses was Mrs.Longford, the baby bump also verified his claim. You knocked, and she waved at you with a smile, you and Peter went in to bring the books. Peter and Mrs. Longford exchanged greetings and talked about an upcoming faculty meeting. You asked Mrs. Longford to sign some papers for the book requests she had made and she obliged.Â
Peter walked you back to the library. You continued to chat about random things, your favorite food (he was pizza), your favorite color (he was blue), and your favorite movie (his was Interstellar). You unlocked the library and turned the lights back on. You went back to your desk and Peter took a seat at a nearby desk. You stared at him, arms crossed, legs spread.Â
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Weeks passed, and Peter had been visiting you in the library. Usually, heâd stay to check student papers or read new scientific publications on the school computers, he was nerdy about stuff like that; but most of the time, he just stayed around to talk to you. He would talk to you about Maydayâs science project, which you helped him come up with. It was an iced tea stand presentation that used butterfly pea flower tea and lemon juice, and it changed the blue liquid to a bright purple. She won a silver prize, Peter says.Â
Peter had mentioned before that Mayday lives with her mom and that she rarely gets to see her dad. You could see the way the line his mouth would make and how it would frown sometimes when he talked about her. You wanted to give him some piece of comfort, but every time he would smile because it was Mayday, it was his only girl.Â
You were at your desk enjoying a sandwich with your favorite orange juice box, Peter sat on the floor next to you hidden from anyone who came to the desk. He, too, enjoyed a sandwich you made. You scrolled through your laptop, mainly on the news.Â
âHey Pete, have you ever seen Spider-man?â you said, Peter almost choked on his food.
âSpider-man?â He cleared his throat.
âYeah, I mean youâve been here your whole life you mustâve seen him right?â you took a sip of your drink. Peter thought long before he answered.
âNo, I havenât,â he whispered.Â
âBoo! Youâre boring,â you threw an eraser at him.
âHey! Itâs not my fault he doesnât swing by my apartment once in a while.â
âWell, I wish heâd come by mine, take me into his arms as we swing away into the sunset,â you waved your arms around thwipping your hands like Spider-man.Â
âYouâre so silly,â he laughs, he takes a big bite of his sandwich, talking to you while chewing. âYou know, Maydayâs been asking about you, she said she wants to thank the guy that helped her come up with her science project.â
âShe said that?â you were touched.
âWell, I wanted to invite you, and she told me we haven't celebrated her win so why not invite the guy who helped her,â he finished his sandwich, wiping his mouth with a napkin. âYou donât have to if youâre busy.â
âFriday night right? Iâm in.â You smiled.
You knocked at the light blue apartment door, you could hear some ruckus inside. Coming! A manâs voice yells. The doorknob turns and there he was, Peter Parker, dressed in a light gray sweater, the sleeves rolled up, and a red apron. Behind his leg was a little girl with light red hair.Â
âHey there, Iâm glad you could come. This is Mayday,â she was shy but she gave you a little wave and a hi.Â
Dinner started in a few. Peter served baked macaroni and a Caesar salad. Mayday brought a plate of cookies she made, without her dadâs help, she said (Peter shook his head). You brought a box of pepperoni pizza as per Mayday's (and Peterâs) request. The three of you talked over dinner about how proud you were about the medal and if she ever needed help you would gladly be there.Â
After dinner, Peter took the dishes, you went to help but he insisted you not. You were left with Mayday in the living room, she was talking about her favorite book, a book about planets. Venus was her favorite, she says. You began to talk to her about the many books you have on planets in your library and if her dad permitted, you would lend some.Â
âDo you like dad?â you were surprised.Â
âYeah, heâs nice,â you offered her a smile, and she gave you a curious gaze instead.
âDad is always alone.â you looked back at Peter in the sink, the fabric stretching on his back.
âYouâre here,â you stroked her hair. âYour dad always tells me stories about you yâknow.â
âBut when Iâm with Mom heâs all alone.âÂ
âWhat are you two talking about,â Peter stands above you and Mayday, his hands on his hips.Â
âWe were talking about your hair. Mayday said youâre starting to look like a sasquatch.â Mayday giggles.Â
A few hours later Peter took Mayday to bed. Mayday hugged you and told you goodnight. You bend down to hug her and she tells you to be Dadâs best friend, always. You were sitting on the couch with your hands on your lap. You looked around the place, filled with books and a bunch of Maydayâs stuff. It seems like Peter just lets her stuff stay there, so as not to forget about her presence. Your eyelids begin to fall as you let out a yawn.
âSleepy?â he mutters.Â
âJust a bit. My head is just filled with so many facts about space,â you made a mind-blown gesture, Peter laughs.
âShe does that a lot actually.â Peter sits beside you on the couch, keeping his eyes on yours.
âSheâs a lovely kid,â you smiled.Â
âShe is,â Peter sank his head on the couch, his eyes closed.Â
âYou think Iâm alone?â he frowns. âI heard you two earlier.â
âI donât think so. You have me,â you mutter. Your hands fall on your sides meeting his. He laces your fingers with his, you could feel the warmth of his palms with your cold ones. He chuckles. âItâs pretty late, maybe you should get some rest too.â
âYouâre right, let me bring you home first,â you refused.Â
âIâd be fine,â you assure him.Â
You were outside the apartment. Peter was with you in just his flip-flops, his hand never leaving yours. âI had a wonderful night.â
âMe too,â Peter said, he took his other hand and patted your hair. You looked at him with hooded eyes, his hand falling to your cheek. You inched closer, your face so close to his chest you could smell him, like an ocean breeze. His face gets close to yours, the moment seemingly getting more tense. His thumb rubs your hand, over and over, it calms you. Underneath the moonlight, your lips meet. A tender kiss weeks in the making. Your eyes closed and you lost yourself in him. Your lips leave him a few moments later, a smile plastered on both your faces. You hail a taxi cab and when one comes, you wave him goodbye.Â
But you swore that night, the moment you entered your apartment, you swore you saw the Spider-man swing by, almost like he was waiting for you to come home.
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