SOMETHING ABOUT YOU- ralph spina x fem!oc
pairing: Ralph Spina x fem!oc
SUMMARY: two of easy company’s medics become lovers, but how did they get to that point?
WARNINGS: illegal anaesthesia doses (you’ll get why), swearing, just tooth rotting fluff really, suggestive content if you squint.
justice for my boy Spina, he doesn’t get enough love
“War’s over.” Just like that.
Everyone is still. The words hang in the air, like smoke from an explosion that had yet to clear. No one speaks. There is no banging, no artillery, no grenades— just silence.
Ralph’s standing beside me, i can feel his body stiff in shock, and mine does the same.
I glance up at him, my lips parting lightly.
“Ralph,” I whisper in scepticism, “It’s over.”
He turns his head to face me with an odd look in his eyes: not happiness nor sadness, but something raw and relieving.
“It’s over.” He repeats, “It’s really over.” His face grows bright like he’s just seen the lord above, a graceful smile curls on his lips.
I mirror his look, a beaming smile uncontrollably making its way onto my face.
A disbelieving laugh involuntarily leaves my mouth for a singular second.
He rushes and envelopes me into a warm embrace as i wrap my arms around his back.
I lean my head on his chest, the smell of metallic blood and antiseptic flowing through my nose. It’s comforting, as always.
Pulling away, i look up at him with a smile as he reflects my look; then craning his neck down and pressing his lips against mine, just for a few seconds, but it means everything.
“What the hell are we both gonna do with these hands now that the war is over?” Spina questions, being used to using his hands for nothing other than being a medic and a lover– when he could.
“I can think of a few things.” I say with a suggestive smirk on my face, squinting my eyebrows and knitting my brows in a teasing manner.
“I like your thinking! I love you.” He exclaims, with the same suggestive smirk on his face.
“I love you too.” I’m not paying attention to the men surrounding us, because right now, it’s just us.
We made it. We’re gonna be okay.
“We’re finally getting to do actual field work for medics and not just the soldiers for once.” I said relieved.
“I know, it’s about goddamn time!” Spina laughed, elated at the chance to get real practice.
We both sat together, our knees knocking as we held them to our chests in the aid station, which–in reality– was really just an open tent with a few medical supplies spread out, but it was better than nothing.
The two of us were in a jolly mood, barely containing our excitement as we practically danced whenever we moved, feeling lighter than ever.
We both turned our heads to see our fellow medic enter the tent, “Hey Al.” I greeted, Spina following with a “Hey man.”
“You guys heard?” Mampre asked, his eyebrows raised.
“What, about the exercise?” Spina said with a smirk.
“Yeah, we’re practicing on easy personnel, including Sobel.” Al revealed, a terribly hidden look of eagerness on his face.
“What?!” I gasped, my smile reaching from ear to ear.
“Mhm, now i might finally get away with pinching that son of a bitch.” Al said.
“I wanna do a lot more than pinching.” Ralph retorted.
“Yeah you’re telling me.” I said, a frown forcing its way onto my face as the memories of Sobel’s unfairness clouded my mind.
“Well why don’t we then?” Spina suggested as me and Mampre looked at him with a confused look.
What could we possibly do?
“The hell do you mean?” Al asked, his face scrunched up.
“Well why don’t we do a little more than pinching?” Ralph repeated.
“Oh yeah like what? And how the hell are we meant to do that?” I rhetorically questioned.
“Hm, good point.” He nodded as he looked up, deep in thought, clearly trying to devise a plan.
“What the hell are you planning you lamebrain?” I shot at him.
“Hold on! I’m thinking.” He fired back as he held a hand up, shushing me.
I grinned to myself and shook my head at his immaturity– although that’s what i loved about him, his ability to be childish and make you feel like a kid again, even in the midst of war.
Or maybe i just loved him. The thought had crossed my mind many times, but before i had any time to dwell on it, Sobel had us doing some sort of straining exercise.
It’d make sense; the way i felt every time he was around, or the way my eyes somehow always managed to find his– even in the largest crowds, maybe i did love him.
I shook my head at my own stupidity this time, rather than Spina’s, trying to shrug away the thoughts in my head.
“AHA!” Ralph suddenly shouted, making both me and Al jump. “I got it!”
“Oh do tell.” Mampre raised his brow, clearly intrigued yet skeptical of Spina’s enthusiasm.
“Okay, come here.” He gestured for us to come closer as he leaned in, not wishing for anybody else to hear. “So–”
Then he whispered, and explained his plan.
Today was the day. Today, Easy’s medics would be practicing their skills on real people— including Sobel; which meant that today, we could set our plan into motion.
We would give sobel a fake surgery.
Spina’s plan seemed absurd at first, but the more he expanded, the more it seemed to make sense. We would first administer him some anaesthesia, then when he was put to sleep, we would put stitches right by his appendix, mirroring that of a real appendectomy.
With lots of careful planning between the three of us, the plan was pretty much foolproof, and if Sobel asked any of us, we’d “deny deny deny.” in Mampre’s words.
After discussing our plan one more time, we got to work.
We had managed to get Sobel into the aid station and laid him down on a stretcher, his tall form barely fitting on it.
“Okay sir, just relax, you’ll be fine.” I soothed, feigning innocence.
“Yes, i know woman.” Sobel snapped back, reminding me why i hated him so much.
I looked up at Mampre and Spina and nodded, indicating the start of the plan.
Al leant down, syringe full of anaesthesia and pressed the needle deep into his arm, then squeezing the liquid through.
As soon as the syringe emptied, Sobel’s eyes began fluttering, before finally closing.
“Sir.” Spina checked, ensuring he was definitely asleep.
“Holy shit.” I laughed, it actually worked.
Spina looked to me and smiled, a mischievous look adorning his face, Mampre mirroring his smile.
“Okay, now the stitches.” I ordered, holding my palm out, waiting for the correct instruments.
“Here.” Spina said as he pressed a needle and string of silk, our hands brushing.
I froze at that, a familiar jolt of something passing through my body; but before either men could notice, i quickly got to work.
I was given the task of stitching, because– according to Ralph– i was the most skilled in that department.
I threaded the needle and string through the skin of his stomach, coming to a stop when i covered 4 inches of skin. Tying the stitches at the end, i beckoned Ralph down next to me. He would be cleaning the stitches, to leave no room for infection.
Once the deed was done, the three of us walked calmly out of the station, so as not to raise suspicion.
Walking side by side, we each hid our laughter behind a composed facade. Unfortunately, i couldn’t contain my smile when Ralph knocked my arm and looked at me with a proud smirk.
“I can’t believe we just did that.” I laughed.
“I know,” Mampre replied with a mischievous look, before his face dropped into something more serious, “but remember, if Sobel asks–“
“Deny, deny, deny.” Me and Spina finished in unison, knowing exactly what the senior medic was going to say.
“Yeah, we administered the anaesthesia, but after that we all left to get more supplies, but when we came back, He was gone.” Mambre reminded.
“Yeah Al, we know.” Spina answered as i hummed along with him.
“Right, well we gotta act like we’re doing something, we can’t just stand around.” I pointed out.
“You’re right! Hey, i’ll go to the canteen, and you two just act like you’re reading your medic books or something.” Mampre suggested.
“Alright, good idea.” Spina nodded.
“Yeah, well we’ll see you later Al.” I said, nodding along with Ralph.
“See ya.” He nodded us a goodbye and walked away.
We had each been pulled into Sobel’s office, as well as the rest of Easy, individually of course.
From what i heard, the whole of Easy now knew what had happened, and who did it. Probably because of Spina and his blabber mouth– but Winter’s had told them not to say anything, not that i thought they would’ve anyway, they were our friends and hated Sobel just as much as me, Spina and Mampre.
I had been told by Bill that captain Winters had said “Don’t say anything, if Sobel doesn’t know who did it, he can’t punish the whole company.” I admired that man, he would protect his men at all costs, no matter what. And he was right, Sobel really couldn’t punish the whole company if nobody said anything, he had no proof of anything.
Mampre had found me and Spina after we’d both been questioned, Al being questioned last.
He’d told us that Sobel had given him quite the grilling, with Mampre being the senior medic, telling him he better tell him who did it, but Al hadn’t said anything, not a word that would give any of us away.
We had gotten away with it, all because of the brotherhood within the company, each man claiming they knew nothing about the strange occurrence, offering their apologies to Sobel.
“Ya know, i can’t believe we got away with it.” Spina laughed.
The two of us were sat under a large tree at the edge of the forest surrounding Camp Mackall, this place was a hell of a lot better than Toccoa. The sun always shone and the forest around it was so tranquil that somebody could live in there. It was beautiful.
“I know.” I scoffed, happy with both myself, and the other men.
I looked to Spina, who was sat close at my side. I was shocked to see him already looking at me with a strange look i couldn’t decipher.
“You know, you’re really beautiful.” He whispered.
My lips parted as a deep blush rose up my face, “Uh, thanks.” I thanked, our eyes meeting.
It wasn’t dramatic. There was no explosion of fireworks, nor a romantic melody that passed through. It was just us. His soft brown eyes holding my gaze.
I didn’t know who leaned in first, perhaps it was both of us– but suddenly, everything slowed, the chirping of birds and snapping of twigs fleeing the scene.
Our lips pressed against eachother, gently and unsure. His lips were warm and trembling, but they became certain as i reached my hand up to cup the back of his head, pulling him closer.
He exhaled deeply into the kiss– like he’d been holding a breath since Toccoa, as his hands reached my hot cheeks, brushing them softly.
When we pulled back, our foreheads rested against each other as our eyes stayed on each other, neither of us looking away in fear of it all being gone when we looked back.
His eyes were full of something that looked all too familiar– love.
As our heated breaths mingled, he revealed something, “I love you, there just something about you, you’re perfect.”
I felt complete. My whole life i felt like i was searching for something to make me whole, there was always a part of me that was missing; and in that moment, i realised exactly what i was missing– Ralph Spina. The childish, caring and daring medic i had fallen for, he was what i needed to make my life complete, he was the last piece of the puzzle.
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a/n: this one is for @hollywrites03! our boy Spina is so underrated it hurts…some points about the fake appendectomy may be incorrect– there wasn’t much information on it at all except it was Spina and Mampre who did it, and that Winters did actually say that! Anyways, i hope you all enjoy.
(dividers by @uzmacchiato)
