× Day Dreams & Nightmares × R6 x Male!reader

Separated (Thatcher)

been obsessed with Wolfenstein lately so you know what that means!!! If you have no idea what Wolfenstein is, p much it follows William J Blazkowics (Blazko, BJ, Terror-Billy) post-WWII. Except the axis powers won, meant Nazi Germany took control. So now Blazko has to fight through everything with the Kriesu (kr-I-sou) Circle.

Blazko and Engel will stay the same but characters like Anya, Fergus, Max, Klaus and Set will be replaced with r6 ops
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Mike's POV

It'd been almost fourteen years since the damned Nazis won and took over everything. God knows where Blazko went after all of it, haven't seen him since escaping Deathshead.. after he sacrificed Private Aleksandr Seinaviev (I don't think i spelled that right lmao) to save me. It was Aleksandr's wish that Blazko fought tooth and nail against, but eventually gave in after realizing it was hopeless.

And now, I'm stuck in Berlin in some inescapable prison. Honestly? I was ready to meet death. I'd lost a majority of my friends for this damned war that we lost and the Kriesu Circle wasn't doing much.

And the Germans took away the only person I'll ever love. Y/n L/n. We were separated at the beginning of the war, when I was called off for duty. Y/n had to go separate ways due to his medical experience. We'd been apart for so long, I was beginning to think I'd never see him again. That I'd die before I got to hold him just one more time.

Or maybe he was dead already. He'd always had a mouth, that one. Heart of gold, too. If anyone stood up to the Nazi bastards, it was him. And it probably got him killed. But Y/n was smart. He knew when to hold his tongue. Maybe he was out there, looking for me.

My thoughts were disturbed by the sound of someone taking out the guards holding us and suddenly the metal helmet locked around my head fell away and the others were soon free.

"Well I'll be damned. You're one tough son of a bitch, Blazko. It's good to see you again," I laughed, clapping the familiar man on the back. He rolled his eyes before catching sight of the door, in which two of the inmates were trying to open.

"Watch it!" Blazko cried out, shutting the door just as one of the prisoners fell dead, a bullet hole puncturing his skull.

"Bloody hell. Watch the door! Blazko, get the hatch. We'll hold this," I told him, helping the other prisoners keep the guards out. With a clatter, the hatch was off and Blazko was off, taking out the guards below right as the entered the room.

It was just me and Blazko now.

"I have never been more glad to see you. You're a tough bastard I'll give you that," I said, clapping him on the back one more time before we made our escape.

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Back at the little base we had in Berlin, we briefed Blazko on everything. Introduced him to everyone. We made a plan. Days passed. Commander Engel found our base and ambushed it.

We lost good people. We were forced into a U-Boat we stole. It was empty, honestly. We'd lost three lives during the ambush. Eliza, Max, and Brianna were lost in the fight. Obviously, they didn't go down without a fight. They took quite a few Nazi bastards with them.

But even now, as we drifted at sea, I could only think about Y/n. Was he still alive? Was there a chance he was out there, looking for me? The last communication we had ever had, he had been stationed in America, just before the atom bomb hit the city. Did he survive? Could he still be out there, waiting for me to find him? I didn't know.

Months pass. My thoughts continuously drift to my lover. My dreams are filled with his face and the words he would say to me. We lose more people. Gustave is killed after Engel found our U-Boat. We gained a friend, though. Elias. We thought him a Nazi for a while, but he proved himself time and time again he was on our side.

Finally, Blazko makes contact with a resistance group in America. He was talking to them now, trying to them to join us. I was simply waiting for his response.

"Mike? We need an evac on the roof. Y/n's epople agreed to join us," he said. Mother Mary's bloody arse.

"Hold on, you said Y/n? Did he give a last name?" I asked as I guided the aircraft towards the roof.

"Nope. Said it was just Y/n until he was reunited with his fiancé. I don't even know what he looks like, kept his face hidden. Just, get them outta here, Mike," Blazko ordered and I dropped it. Upon arriving at the roof, I aided everyone, searching desperately for Y/n. It had to be him. He said he would never use his last name again until we were married. It's what he said after we got engaged. He had to be him.

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Standing on the threshold of the U-Boat, I gawked. It was amazing. My people were standing meekly behind me before I walked over to the man who had gotten us out of there. The one person I never thought I'd see again.

"Excuse me? You were our pilot, yes?" I asked, gaining the Englishman's attention. He nodded, arms crossed.

"Yeah, I was. What do you need, lad?" Mike scoffed, seemingly uspet over something. I stepped a little closer as I pulled away the cloth mask covering my face.

"My people need a place to stay. Perhaps you could show them where, darling?" I asked innocently, batting my lashes at my lover. Mike tried hiding his smile behind his hand before waving my people on. It took him five minutes and he was back to me, swinging me around and laughing.

"Bloody hell, Y/n. It's been years. It's been over a decade. I've missed you so much," he whispered as he set me down, arms wrapped tight around me. I squeezed him back, scared to let go.

"Back when you were first trapped by Deathshead, I'd heard about what happened. Your unit went down. A group infiltrated the compound. I didn't hear about survivors. And when a warhead was sent to Deathshead main compound, I knew there was no way you could live. Then... Then I heard these stories, oh all the stories. About the rise of Terror-Billy and- and I remember you writing about him and I thought maybe.. just maybe you were still out there. I never stopped looking for you," I rasped into his shoulder, relishing in the familiar, nostalgic touch of his hands against my waist, his body pressed against mine.

"I never stopped thinking about you. Every spare second I had was dedicated to looking for you, Y/n. I know you were there when the atom bomb hit America. I was terrified. Were you in New York when that happened?" He asked, pulling away to look me worriedly in the eyes.

"No- no I was fighting on the coast of Maine. I traveled to New York after we surrendered in hopes that my medical knowledge would be of better use there. Turns out I was right and I strated a resistance group," I explained. He let out a breath, smiling lightly as he gave me a light kiss pulling me towards one of the rooms.

"You know, we never had our wedding. Meaning I never got a last name," I hummed as he pulled me down to lay beside him on the bed.

"Then we have it here. Right now. I could ask Mark to officiate it, smart bastard. He's been pestering me about it ever since he learned I was supposed to get married before the war," Mike replied, pressing gentle kisses all over my face and neck.

"Or I say it's official now. I think Y/n Baker has a nice ring to it, don't you think?" I laughed, turning to face him.

"I think it does, Mr. Baker. I love you, my darling one," he murmured, smiling softly at me.

"I love you too, my dear."

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she sloppy but im so close to dipping off the face of the earth again.