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He sighed and turned around to face the Soldier. He tipped her head back so that he could see her eyes.
"JohnâŠ"
"Thatâs my name." John mumbled, warily...
He grinned and kissed her back. "Yeah, nah." He chuckled. He pressed another kiss on her lips.
John squeaked but she kissed him back then hid her face in his neck and grumbled into his skin, neck red as anything.
He sighed and turned around to face the Soldier. He tipped her head back so that he could see her eyes.
"JohnâŠ"
"Thatâs my name." John mumbled, warily meeting the otherâs eyes...
He snorted and smiled back, "Nah, mate." He leaned forward, his breath ghosting over her lips. "Yer beautiful."
John made a small sound and her eyes widened before she surged forward and kissed the Sniper, blush smothering her skin, every inch of her face almost matching her shirt before she burried her face into his shirt.
"Sh-shut up." she huffed.
He sighed and turned around to face the Soldier. He tipped her head back so that he could see her eyes.
"JohnâŠ"
"Thatâs my name." John mumbled, warily meeting the otherâs eyes before closing hers and...
"Yes ya are." He said softly.
"Yer wings, yer voice, yer eyes... Everythin'." He smiled. He held her tightly so she wouldn't fall, taking in account of her wing and avoiding touching her injured wing.
John flushed dark and shook her head faintly, refusing to believe the other when he said that. "No, I'm nothing special." she mumbled and smiled. "You must be looking in the mirror and not at me." she scoffed.
He sighed and turned around to face the Soldier. He tipped her head back so that he could see her eyes.
"JohnâŠ"
"Thatâs my name." John mumbled, warily meeting the otherâs eyes before closing hers and sighed, wanting to hide from...
Mike smiled and pulled her so that she was basically straddling his lap. He broke the kiss reluctantly.
"... Y... Yer... So beautiful, John... Yer eyes are bluer than th' sky itself..." He chuckled.
John squeaked at the move, wings flaring as best as they could to hold her up and she flushed, blue eyes a stronger tone to account for the new wings and bird-like traits.
"I-I'm not." she all but cooed at him and her feathers fluffed up sheepishly.
He sighed and turned around to face the Soldier. He tipped her head back so that he could see her eyes.
"JohnâŠ"
"Thatâs my name." John mumbled, warily meeting the otherâs eyes before closing hers and sighed, wanting to hide from the world.
She just fucked up.
He chuckled and smiled. His hand trailed over her cheek tenderly then went back to her chin. He pulled her closer and closed the distance between them, his lips coming onto hers gently.
John's eyes snapped open at the kiss, wide with shock before she ran one hand through his hair, eyes fluttering shut and she returned the kiss, light, chaste and sweet.
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Hallo. Should I shoot you now or later?
"Seeing as ceasefire is in use now, shooting me now goes against regulations." John stated before smiling and offering a teddy bear holding a rose and chocolates. "I have noticed morale on both teams has been low as of late, and much like my Smissmas feast, I have collected things for this holiday called âValentineâs Dayâ. So here." she smiled, not shy and not flirting.
Just honestly trying to make others smile.
"Seeing as you are not where you are supposed to be, not even ceasefire will protect you." He swatted the gift away. "And I have no use for your valentines. You are neizhah my friend nor my wife. However, in zhe spirit of zhe holiday, Iâll ignore your violation of zhe rules and let you leave alive."Â
"Either way there is respawn, I won't die for good." She grumbled, heartbroken that the other seemed so cruel. Then something clicked. "Are you a Nazi?" and that most certainly wasn't meant to be taken rudely. But the soldier clothes and the German accent, well.....
It clicked with him more than, say, medic.
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Hallo. Should I shoot you now or later?
"Seeing as ceasefire is in use now, shooting me now goes against regulations." John stated before smiling and offering a teddy bear holding a rose and chocolates. "I have noticed morale on both teams has been low as of late, and much like my Smissmas feast, I have collected things for this holiday called 'Valentine's Day'. So here." she smiled, not shy and not flirting.
Just honestly trying to make others smile.
Mike froze completely. â⊠J-John?â He looked backwards, craning his neck slightly. â⊠D-Did ya justâŠâ He gulped.
"N-no?" John chewed the inside of her cheek as she hid her face, wing itching to just shroud them in blackness.
He sighed and turned around to face the Soldier. He tipped her head back so that he could see her eyes.
"JohnâŠ"
"That's my name." John mumbled, warily meeting the other's eyes before closing hers and sighed, wanting to hide from the world.
She just fucked up.
He bit his lip harder, âMnnhh⊠J⊠JohnâŠâ He unconsciously said, his voice was borderline erotic.
Johnâs wing rippled at the sound as she continued to fix his back with deft fingers, still nuzzling his neck, only now she pressed a light kiss to it before burying her face close.
Mike froze completely. â⊠J-John?â He looked backwards, craning his neck slightly. â⊠D-Did ya justâŠâ He gulped.
"N-no?" John chewed the inside of her cheek as she hid her face, wing itching to just shroud them in blackness.
He froze and but his lower lip to conceal a moan. His back was full of knots and such from slouching all day.
"A⊠Ainât yer faultâŠ" He muttered.. He sighed in content, "Yer bed ainât as hard as a rock." He said, "Oi couldâve slept on thâ floor and gotten a full nights sleep."
"No." John mumbled and worked the otherâs muscles with practiced ease, working easily and smiled, relaxing as she felt knots release as she went along.
He bit his lip harder, âMnnhh⊠J⊠JohnâŠâ He unconsciously said, his voice was borderline erotic.
John's wing rippled at the sound as she continued to fix his back with deft fingers, still nuzzling his neck, only now she pressed a light kiss to it before burying her face close.
~~THE NEXT MORNING~~
The Sniper blearily woke up. He pushed her wing off of him and he got up. He stretched and a couple of loud âPOP!âs. He let out a small groan.
"Last toime Oiâm sleepinâ in a soft bedâŠ" He muttered.
John woke when her wing was moved, pouting at the other and pulled him back down, snuggling close. Her wounded wing draping over him to make him stay, as her fingers stuffed under his shirt to massage his spine. Her nose found his throat and she nuzzled the soft skin. âSorry, Michael. Didnât mean to make your back hurt.â she mumbled, still in a sleepy daze and finding herself overly affectionate.
He froze and but his lower lip to conceal a moan. His back was full of knots and such from slouching all day.
"A⊠Ainât yer faultâŠ" He muttered.. He sighed in content, "Yer bed ainât as hard as a rock." He said, "Oi couldâve slept on thâ floor and gotten a full nights sleep."
"No." John mumbled and worked the other's muscles with practiced ease, working easily and smiled, relaxing as she felt knots release as she went along.
Bar Times
"Put the drinks on my tab." Â He called after the bartender as he left.
"I only order scotch when itâs been a bit of a day. I think this counts. Â Do you normally wear glasses, on the battlefield I mean?"
"Hmm? Oh, no, Iâm usually fine, large colored objects arenât hard to shoot, but reading is harder." John admitted sheepishly. "And I will make you take the payment, Spy." she added, flapping the bill before pocketing it again.
Spy smiled, she could try all she wanted, she wasnât paying if he had anything to say anything about it.
"Makes sense, red and blue tend to stick out from brown. Still, I canât imagine management likes it, unless they donât know." He stopped himself, this was beginning to sound like a threat, time to backpedal, "Not that I have any plans to tell them."
"I know you wont, Spy. Besides, any other soldier would have told you to man up and take the fall. But I don't like the idea of not helping. You get what you give, y'know? You let your team mate fall then they won't have your back later due to spite. Help them, you got a potential friend." John smiled to the other, bright and warm. "As for the eye sight, they don't know, and if they do, they don't care. I haven't been spoken to about it and I honestly can't remember if I wore them when they spoke to me about the job specifics." she admitted.
He rolled his eyes as he climbed in bed, wrapping an arm around her waist as he big spooned her.
"Gânight⊠John."
John curled up and wiggled close, draping her injured wing over him, her good wing folded up. She let out a happy sound, content and already sleeping.
For the first time in a long time, the soldier was happy, because she had the feeling of being loved, whether it was right or wrong, it was there.
~~THE NEXT MORNING~~
The Sniper blearily woke up. He pushed her wing off of him and he got up. He stretched and a couple of loud âPOP!âs. He let out a small groan.
"Last toime Oiâm sleepinâ in a soft bedâŠ" He muttered.
John woke when her wing was moved, pouting at the other and pulled him back down, snuggling close. Her wounded wing draping over him to make him stay, as her fingers stuffed under his shirt to massage his spine. Her nose found his throat and she nuzzled the soft skin. "Sorry, Michael. Didn't mean to make your back hurt." she mumbled, still in a sleepy daze and finding herself overly affectionate.
He laughed as he walked through the hall, finally coming up to her room.
And of course, they had to bump into Scout on the way inside.
He made a wolf-whistle, âYooooo! Snipes gonna get some!â He jeered.
Mikeâs face flushed as he glared angrily at the Scout before the Bostonian ran off.
John flung her wing at the Scout. âYOU BETTER RUN MAGGOT! I WILL RIP YOUR INTESTINES OUT AND MAKE YOU CHOKE ON THEM!â she yelled, shaking her fist at the kid before sinking back to snuggling against the warmth of the Sniper, close to purring.
He snorted, âOiâll take care oâ him later. For now, we both need sleep.â He kicked the door open. He gently set her down on the bed. He stretched and he unbuttoned his work shirt, revealing a white tank top. He slipped off his shoes.
"⊠Ya know, Oi usually sleep in thâ nude." He commented lightly. "ButâŠ" He gestured to her.
"Eh, donâ let me make yew uncomfeh." John was already drifting towards sleep, ammo belt barely rolling to the floor by the time she was softly snoring into the pillow.
He rolled his eyes as he climbed in bed, wrapping an arm around her waist as he big spooned her.
"Gânight⊠John."
John curled up and wiggled close, draping her injured wing over him, her good wing folded up. She let out a happy sound, content and already sleeping.
For the first time in a long time, the soldier was happy, because she had the feeling of being loved, weither it was right or wrong, it was there.
He laughed as he walked through the hall, finally coming up to her room.
And of course, they had to bump into Scout on the way inside.
He made a wolf-whistle, âYooooo! Snipes gonna get some!â He jeered.
Mikeâs face flushed as he glared angrily at the Scout before the Bostonian ran off.
John flung her wing at the Scout. âYOU BETTER RUN MAGGOT! I WILL RIP YOUR INTESTINES OUT AND MAKE YOU CHOKE ON THEM!â she yelled, shaking her fist at the kid before sinking back to snuggling against the warmth of the Sniper, close to purring.
He snorted, âOiâll take care oâ him later. For now, we both need sleep.â He kicked the door open. He gently set her down on the bed. He stretched and he unbuttoned his work shirt, revealing a white tank top. He slipped off his shoes.
"⊠Ya know, Oi usually sleep in thâ nude." He commented lightly. "ButâŠ" He gestured to her.
"Eh, don' let me make yew uncomfeh." John was already drifting towards sleep, ammo belt barely rolling to the floor by the time she was softly snoring into the pillow.
"⊠Really?" He asked, blinking behind his aviators. "Alroight." He shrugged, picking her back up. "Oi⊠Did ya gain a few pounds?" He joked, chuckling.
John laughed, feeling the other pick her up with no issue she then pouted. âYeah, from you feeding me till I burst with amazing food.â she countered, hugginer her stomach and curled up against his chest, feeling safe where she was.
He laughed as he walked through the hall, finally coming up to her room.
And of course, they had to bump into Scout on the way inside.
He made a wolf-whistle, âYooooo! Snipes gonna get some!â He jeered.
Mikeâs face flushed as he glared angrily at the Scout before the Bostonian ran off.
John flung her wing at the Scout. "YOU BETTER RUN MAGGOT! I WILL RIP YOUR INTESTINES OUT AND MAKE YOU CHOKE ON THEM!" she yelled, shaking her fist at the kid before sinking back to snuggling against the warmth of the Sniper, close to purring.
He rubbed his eyes from under his glasses. âNah, Oiâm in charge oâ ya. Makinâ sure ya donât do anythinâ stupid.â He grinned.
He rubbed his eyes more, âUgh. How long was Oi out? A few hours? A minute?â
"About an hour. And what are youâŠ
"⊠Really?" He asked, blinking behind his aviators. "Alroight." He shrugged, picking her back up. "Oi⊠Did ya gain a few pounds?" He joked, chuckling.
John laughed, feeling the other pick her up with no issue she then pouted. "Yeah, from you feeding me till I burst with amazing food." she countered, hugginer her stomach and curled up against his chest, feeling safe where she was.
