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Imagine Being Smitty’s Friend And Realizing You Love Him When He Leaves For War.
“Hah! I win again!” Cold sharpness suddenly spread through your head as a brain freeze settled in. It didn’t stop the feeling of triumph though when you won the ice cream soda drinking contest with your best friend. You laughed as you watched him from across the table, clearly suffering from the same symptoms as you. His face twisted into obvious discomfort.
“Yeah, yeah. Quit your gloating.” He growled, only to cause you to break out into another round of giggles. This was your ideal way to spend the weekend, having a sweet treat with your best friend on a hot summer day. What more could a girl ask for? Actually, there was one more thing a girl could ask for....the romantic attention from a man that was just like the one sitting across from you. Sure, Smitty Ryker has been your best friend for years so it would be weird to think of him as anything more than such. The both of you meet when your parents took him in from foster care and the friendship that was formed was immediate. Since the moment he moved in, the two of you were inseperable. You were never a risk taker, you always played it safe and by the books. In school you were the grade A student, the pretty nerd. Smitty brought a whole new world to your door step. Excitement and adventure, if he was doing it so were you. Sadly, he was put back into foster care. He was a bad influence they said, he was no good. That didn’t stop you though. He managed to always keep in touch because he never wanted to be without his best friend. Smitty admited that you were the only one that he could ever get along, that you were the only person that he actually liked and who understood him. Every time he was placed with a new family, the two of you always found a way to still hang out together. One could fill a book with all of the fun the two of you had.
“Hey!” You were suddenly brought back to the present with a sharp flick to the forehead from Smitty. “Ouch! What the hell?” You glared at your friend as he just smirked at you. “You looked like you were thinking about something pretty hard. Had your face scrunched up all weird and shit.” His face immediately contorted into something funny causing you to laugh. Times like these were the best.
You noticed quickly the change in Smitty’s mood. As you were laughing, Smitty’s smile fell as he looked at you. His eyes roaming over your face as if he was looking at you for the last time. Concerned, you reached over and grabbed his hand gently. “Smitty? Are you okay?” The responce was a small smile before he answered with words. “No, not really.” Now you were getting scared. What was going on with him? “What’s wrong?” You could see the struggle in his eyes as he was trying to bring himself to tell you something. Finally, after a few seconds of working up the courage, his eyes met yours. “(Y/N), no one else knows yet...I...uh, I wanted to tell you first. I enlisted.”
Silence overwhelmed you. The only thing to break the silence was the sound of your heart pounding in your ears. You couldn’t believe what you just heard. Your best friend was leaving you and you weren’t sure if he was going to come back or not this time.
“No! You can’t leave me!” The words escaped from your lips quicker than you could try to keep them back. You could hear the regret in his voice as he answered. “I’ve got to. I have to do my duty,” Tears began to form, but you sure as to hell were not going to let him see you cry. Not in a million years. You could feel him squeeze your hand, but you didn’t respond. “Come on, (Y/N), let’s not end today like this. I head out tomorrow and I want us to have a great time before I go.” You couldn’t hold it in any longer. Jerking up from the table, you ran out of the soda shop as the tears started to pour down your face. He was taken from you once before, the hurt and tears that came after was something you swore you would never feel again. Here it was, happening all over again except he wasn’t just being relocated to another family a couple towns over...he was being relocated to another country to fight in a war that he might not come back from. Your heart ached at the thought of it, you felt it more so than the burning sob you were holding back. Why keep crying when it wasn’t going to change anything? He was still being taken away, just in a different way this time.
As you rounded the corner, you slowed to a walk to catch your breath and clear your head. Ahead of you, the park was coming into view. At this time of day it wasn’t that busy, just a couple mothers sitting on a bench watching their children play. How you wished you and Smitty could go back to those days. Taking a seat on one of the open benches in the shade, you began to collect yourself as everything about your friendship came to mind. You two have always been so close, you looked up to Smitty and admired him for who he grew up to be. No other man stood a chance to him, anytime men tried to court you or show interest...they were always compared to Smitty, no one had that connection with you like Smitty did. Thinking back over the years, you slowly began to realize that you couldn’t imagine a life without him if something tragic were to happen. Without him, you would be lost and that scared the hell out of you.
“(Y/N?)” You looked up to see Smitty standing close to you, concern written on his handsome face. He looked so different to you now as that realization hit. Something that you kept lying to yourself for years. Your friend sat down next to you, closer than normal and for some comforting reason, it made you feel a little better. “I’m so sorry...I’m just doing what I think is right for my country, to keep everyone safe...” He paused for second, as if trying to find the courage of what he wanted to say next. You had a feeling of what he was going to say though. “To keep me safe...right?” His silence was the only confirmation that you needed. Looking up to meet his gaze, you could see the emotion and vulnerability in his eyes. Something that was completely out of character for him. Something that caused your heart to stir and recognize the feelings that had stayed suppressed for so long. “We are more than friends...aren’t we?” Smitty started to smile a little as he responded. “I was wondering when you were going to finally see it.” The joke was light, but still a serious statement. You returned the smile, recognizing his terrible attempt at humor. “I guess it just took you leaving me again to realize what my true feelings for you were...are.” You corrected yourself because the feelings were not gone, in fact they started to become stronger than ever. “Smitty, I really do care for you..as in more than a friend and I’m so sorry that it has taken me so long to realize that. Maybe if I had told you sooner...things would be different.” He could hear the sadness in your voice and without a shadow of a doubt that he would have never considered signing up if he had known for sure how you felt. It was too late to change things now though. “I like you too, (Y/N). For a long time too and don’t apologize for anything. Now that I know you feel the same way, you have only given me more reason to return home safe and sound...only for you” Hearing his words of reassurance only helped a little bit. “I will return to you, (Y/N)...I promise.” Staring into his gaze, you could see the truth he was telling you. Seeing that you believed what he was saying, he glanced down to your lips and smirked. “Now stop being stupid and give me my good luck kiss.”
(Hope you all enjoyed! It’s been a few years since I’ve written anything and it was great to finally shake off some of the rust lol. Keep the requests coming and I’m happy to do them!)
I wanna post my character analysis of Smitty Ryker from Hacksaw Ridge, but idk if anyone would read it :(
i hate the fact that im apart of so many niche fandoms like WHERE TF AM I GOING TO FIND CONTENT OF SMITTY RYKER FROM HACKSAW RIDGE???
Smitty Ryker: it don’t bite
Desmond Doss: yes it do!
i love those idiots
Desmond : Smitty.. I'm gonna cry! Smitty: Please don't. Desmond , crying: Request denied
Oscar red carpet asked Luke Bracey (Andrew’s costar) if he thinks Andrew Garfield will win for "Hacksaw Ridge".
“As good an actor he is and as professional as that, it’s only outdone by how good a bloke he is. I hope he wins because he deserves it for the person he is.”
Awww... So sweet ❤️
Smitty Ryker getting a handjob? Can it be soft?
Done ✅ Please head on over to my AO3 to read!
Smitty/Reader is my jam.