《Band of brothers images》Eugene roe
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'You didn't try hard enough' ' they could have lived' is all you could hear in your head. Being a medic during the war wasn't easy. Yea you didn't have to use a gun most of the time but trying to save people was hard especially if it's a Fatal wound and there loosing a lot of blood. There last dying words are usually 'mama' or 'medic'. Those words haunted you so much. You also had anxiety so that didn't help. You didn't exactly have an easy childhood to say the least so you joined the paratroopers to become a combat medic.
You got your self ready to go to the bar in England that easy was going too.You tried to calm your anxiety but it wasn't going anywhere. You sat on the edge of the bed.your heart was pounding and thoughts where racing across your mind.You wanted the thoughts to go away. You didn't want them , but you knew they couldn't go.You then saw a shadow in your doorway.You looked up and saw Eugene standing there."Hey Eugene" you said trying to get your breathing right."It's happening again , isn't it ?" He asked sitting next to you. Eugene tried to always be there to help when your anxiety was at it's highest or just bad that day."Yea , Yea it is" you said with a little shaking in your voice.He pulled you into his chest and wrapped his arms around you.
He lay in your bed propped up against the head bored and had you cuddling into you.He wanted you to feel safe and comfortable around how which thankfully you did.You always felt calm and warm around him.when your breathing got faster again he spoke softly to you."Mon chéri it's ok , it's ok" he said softly in his Louisiana accent which you loved.You wrapped your arms around his waist and burrowed your head into his side."Thank you , for staying" you said."Not a problem" he smiled at you all nice and comfy next to him.He slowly rubbed little circles on you back with his thumb.
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He didn't mind you cuddling into him. He really liked you a lot.your leg slowly went over the lower part of his body which he awed too.he pressed a kiss on the top of your head.you peacefully put your head up and smiled at him groggily.He pulled the duvet over the both of you.He then placed a kiss on your lips.You kissed him back softly."Please be mine y/n" he said softly."Yea i will be yours" you said softly.He held you softly in his arms as you started to fall asleep.
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