hihi!! could i request for a w x reader please? <3
Your current mission required you to be stationed near a remote Village in Victoria, meaning tents and rations. But at least you weren’t alone, you were deployed together with your squad and W. Many people were apprehensive having her around some were afraid even, but to you she was a welcome addition. She was a mercenary before and has been in enough fights, she should be a steadfast ally.
Unconsciously you have been staring at her over the table, your thoughts being interrupted by her,
“You wanna fight or something?”
“Ah, oh no I don’t.”, you apprehensively waved your hands in front of you.
“Then quit staring at me. Or is there something on my face?”, she said irritated.
“No, I’m just glad to have you on board.”, you said with a genuine smile.
“Huh? The hell is that supposed to mean? You know damn well that I’m going to carry this whole mission you airhead.”, she said standing up and pointing at you.
“Haha, I’ll be in your care then.”, you laughed softly.
“Ugh.”, she said with a disgusted face before walking off.
The next time she showed interest in you was when you were playing poker with one of you squad mates.
“Hehe, I win! Hand it over.”, triumphant yet again your teammate handed over his betted LMD that he graciously lost.
“Captain I bet you are cheating or something.”, sounding overly frustrated your teammate stared daggers at you.
“I’m just that good.”, you grinned.
Seemingly popping out of nowhere W joined in,
“Hmmm, let’s see if talking big will get you somewhere. Deal me in.”
Your teammate spoke up first while standing up,
Watching him leave W muttered,
“Now, Airhead are you going to deal me in or what.”, suddenly turning to you expecting an answer.
“Sure.”, you remarked with confidence.
But after losing to her 0-8, you gave up.
“Please spare me, I’m done.”, you said with your forehead on the table.
“Hehehehe not so confident in your skills now are ya?”, she said lightly kicking you under the table.
Turning to face her again you smile,
“I guess you are just that good.”
“There you go again saying that sappy shit. Stop doing that it gives me goosebumps.”, she said fake shivering.
But this moment was interrupted by scouts returning to base,
“Enemies sighted near the village.”
Everyone suddenly high alert you begin to organise the team,
“Suit up guys! We are heading out.”
You yourself headed to your tent to get combat ready, completely forgetting your poker match with W.
“I guess I’ll take the rest of your money later Airhead.”, she said in a teasing tone which made you stop in your tracks.
“Maybe I’ll let you after we get through this.”, you playfully winked at her before heading out.
Defending the village was going smoothly, W going on her rampage as usual, bombs going off all over the place. Amidst the chaos you notice two very scared looking Kuranta children outside of shelter, you ran towards them to get them out of the battlefield. W also noticed you leaving your position but was preoccupied with fending off an enemy to follow you.
“Why are you outside? Quick! Let’s get you both to safety.”, trying to sound as calm as possible despite your nerves you began guiding the kids to the nearest house.
Noticing a presence behind you you quickly draw your weapon to fend off the attack. But the blow from the heavy armoured combatant shook you to your core, gritting your teeth you try to parry it to the side without much avail it still strikes your right arm. Breathing heavily you grip your weapon one handed, you’ll definitely have to see a medic after this you thought.
Yelling over your shoulder to the children,
“Run to the shelter while I hold them off!”
All you can hear is shoes crunching behind you and running, not taking your eyes off the foe before you, you try to find the best possible way to take them out.
After a few more heavy blows you manage to find a weak-spot and bring down the enemy despite the violent shaking of your arms. The adrenaline high wearing off you begin to get light headed because of the pain. Slumping down next to a fence you hear the medic calling out to you, finally some painkillers for the throbbing pain.
Your squad dealing with the rest of the enemies and your wounds all bandaged up but then you saw W storming towards you with an angry expression.
“What the hell did you think you were doing??”, she screamed pulling you down by forcefully by gripping your clothes.
“Do you actually want to die?”, continuing to twist your jacket in her fist, W continued to stare you down.
“Playing the goody two-shoes like this isn’t going to get you far in life. You know what it’ll get you though? Huh? KILLED!”
This frustration was new to her, she was unable to comprehend her own feelings. Why did she feel afraid of the thought of seeing you hurt? She has seen enough battlefields, enough death, what makes you special?
“I couldn’t leave them like that W..”, you confessed.
Unable to deal with these feeling she let go of you with a push,
“You know what, go ahead and do what you want. I don’t care anymore.”
She started to walk away but you couldn’t let her go like this, you gripped her arm which made her turn around like a frenzied animal, you both spoke at the same time,
“Please…”, she said this like it was painful to articulate.
The moment you let go of her arm she started to run, but before she turned around you could see the crack in her mask of apathy, she looked afraid.
Watching her disappear in the crowd made you feel helpless, your chest painful you continue to stare into space. You can’t leave things like this, but things will just get worse if you go after her now. Biting your lip you turn around to go back to your own tent.
It was beginning to get dark when she sought you out, you both locked eyes and just stared at each other without saying a word, yet it was her that broke the silence,
Without a word you followed her out of the camp, to a scout campfire little ways out, both of you taking seats on logs next to each other. You couldn’t bring yourself to say anything, after all it was your actions that got you in this situation in the first place.
When the quiet became too unbearable she spoke up.
“I was weak…”, she began, “I let my feelings take control, I thought I had everything boxed up, locked away.”, she laughed at herself.
“But its alright for you to be weak..”, you said quietly before she cut you off,
“No it’s not!! If I’m weak people die! And I don’t want you to end up dead at my feet as well!”, she screamed before clutching her face and curling down do her knees.
Like this she looked so small, so afraid, not knowing how to give her comfort you placed your hand on her back and slowly pat her. It seemed like she was holding a breath, because when she let it out it came out like a shudder.
“I won’t die.”, you slowly began but she snapped at you again,
“How do you know that?! It can happen so fast! I-“
Holding her face between your hands and looking straight at her you repeated again,
After staring at you for a moment she shook you arms off her and looked away,
“Dumbass.”, she said quietly, after a few quiet moments she started rummaging in her clothes. She pulled out a small silver flask and shoved it in your hand.
“It’s strong, it’ll be good for the pain.”, she mumbled without looking at you.
“Thank you.”, you breathed. Opening the flask with your teeth you caught a whiff of the strong smell of alcohol, taking a sip anyways you hissed,
“What the hell is this??”
“Ahahahaha you actually drank from it.”, she almost fell over laughing.
But finally seeing her back to her old self made your pain so much easier to bear, you smile at her but she looks at you full of annoyance.
“I told you to stop that.”, punching you in the arm with full force she continued “And that’s for actually making me worry before.”
“Agh.”, you let out a painful noise,
“You’ll have to feed me now, both of my arms are hurt.”, giving her puppy dog eyes.
“Like hell I will.”, she retorted.
You continued to bicker even after the sun completely went down, no battlefield, no superiors, no mission to think about, nothing. Just untold affection.
I had so much fun writing this, W is such a good character. I’d love it if she’d actually come home though. Thank you very much for the request anon!
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