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I hate writing these on my phone..... but then my family looks at me weird for writing this stuff. IMA SECRET AGENT DOING SECRET STUFF.
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Soldier pov
'Flowers, I need flowers, and honey, need lotsa that.' Soldier sat up in his room in confusion of why he needed these things, why he did the things he did, why his (one of many) racoon just wet the carpet. "Dammit lieutenant!" He went down stairs to get a towel. He walked past her, THE ONE AND ONLY WOMAN IN BASE, Miss Pauling, with the only female mercenary.
"Hello miss Pauling and mhhhhhr..." he mumbled the last part and rushed out of the room into the launder closet.
Your pov
"Soldier is weird. Anyways, have you found out why the base has been leaking poisonous material into the water supply?" You two continued your previous conversation as soldier peered out from the closet and smiled before heading back up to his quarters with a towel and then commanding his raccoon to clean up its mess.
--- TIME SKIP TO THE VERY NEXT DAY---
"Hey engie, can you make waffles or something rather easy for breakfast?"
"Sure darlin', Whatcha want on the waffles?"
"I would like som-" "SHE WANTS (F/FRUIT) AND SYRUP!" Soldier yelled from the top of his lungs and what was creepy was, that's exactly what you liked. He soon cut eye contact and left the room mumbling unintelligible profanities and something about you and not liking him or something to that matter, you couldn't tell as it was guy bumbling, no one but guys understand it and engie cocked a brow towards the patriot.
Later you had gone to his quarters to question him what this morning was about, you walked up and knocked lightly. "WHO IN AMERICA IS IT, I'M HAVING PROBLE- oh..... what are you....doing...... here...." he got quieter the more you looked at him. He mumbled 'come in' under his breath.
You walked in and the first thing that came to mind was 'What in God's name is that smell?!' You looked around and saw the stains in the carpet, dammit soldier. You sat down trying to put your shirt over your nose as fast as you could to shield your nose from the unfathomable scent.
"Did lieutenant go again? It smells like a skunk just let loose!" His shoulders slumped as he grabbed the towel and put it over the stain.
You grabbed his hand and went down where all the cleaning supplies were and grabbed what was needed and head back up with a clothes pin on your nose. You soaked the stain in strain remover and than proceded to drown it in bleach. (Don't ever mix chemicals or cleaners, chemical burn and toxicity is no bueno, NO BUENO)
He gave a quick thanks and cleaned up the rest with the used towel and hurried you out, mumbling and mumbling.
You went up to the medic and told him what soldier has been doing as he checked your throat for any chemical burns or sores as you had breathed in the ammonia and bleach mix from cleaning.
"Jou haff to find out, haff jou asked spy? I'm out of ideas of vhy he's doing zhis." You nodded as soldier came in to see how you were doing. He mumbled to medic about your health. "I can't hear jou, please speak up." He mumbled again, not doing any better as medic only made out a few words. "Ja, she's fine, she can't eat anyzhing acidic like oranges or salsa or peppers." Soldier sighed in relief and mumbled a bit more then left, you both shrugged and listened to the distant bumbling going on.
Lately he's been acting the same, avoiding eye contact, mumbling quietly, leaving ASAP and fast. It's been like this until after battle one day. You went straight up to your room to change as usual. You walked in with soldier sitting on your once neatly made bed which is now a disaster thanks to soldier being an imbecile.
"What brings you here?" He held out a bouquet of flowers and mumbled something under his breath. "Huh?" "I said, WILLYOUTAKETHESEFLOWERSANDGOONDATESWITHMEANDBEBYMYSIDE?" You took a second to process it, he's asking you to go on dates, be by his side and take his flowers. You took the flowers unto your hands and hugged him, mumbling a small yes into his ear. "Good, I didn't want to have Johnson be the one to get involved." "Who's Johnson?" You both sat in silence until soldier awkwardly scratched his neck and covered his *cough cough* NO BUENO SPOT with your blanket which caused you to slap his arm distainfully.
