Band of Brothers Imagines

Ronald Speirs

Prompt- A cute fluffy moment of Speirs working on paper work whilst you try for his attention. A little sad but fluffy with a happy ending. H/c is hair color
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You were sitting on his lap as Ron completed his paperwork and that was his first mistake: Telling you to sit on his lap while he finished up his paperwork. His second mistake was thinking he could do paperwork and you would just sit still on his lap. His left hand was resting softly on your lower back and his right hand was working furiously to complete the stack of papers scattered all across his desk.

At first he paid no attention to your lips on his cheek. Until they moved to his neck and began to leave dark marks down the sides of his neck and along his jaw. Ron knew they would be impossible to hide and he was okay with that. His hand was slowly traveling lower and lower down your back until it was centimeters from your ass. He put his pen down and momentarily leaned his head back allowing you more access. His eyes fluttered open and his head leaned back to his original position before he shifted you in his lap, cutting off your access to his neck.

You whimpered and squirmed in his lap with frustration. Was it too much to ask for him to pay attention to you? "Ron." You groaned. "What is it baby?" "Don't 'baby' me! You know exactly what I want." You exclaimed pulling at the roots of your hair. His pen dropped once more as he gently untangled your fingers from your h/c locks. "Listen. We can cuddle and do whatever you want after I finish this paperwork." "But you've been doing paperwork for two hours." "You know how I am babe. I put paperwork off till the last minute."

A heavy sigh left your lips and you attempted to stand up, proving difficult as Ron's hand tightened on your hip, holding you to his lap. "Where do you think you're going?" "Anywhere else. I'm bored." Your attitude added a sharp edge to your voice and Ron buried his face into your neck. "If I asked you to stay, would you?" His voice was soft. "Of course. What's goin' on Ronny?" "I don't know. For the first time since the beginning of the war, I feel scared and vulnerable. I have something to lose now. You." Guilt immediately tugged at your stomach. "I'm not going anywhere Ronny." "If you don't hug me right now I might fall apart." His voice was quiet and cracked brokenly.

Immediately you knew he had been thinking about the war and all the men who died under his command. Your arms wrapped tightly around him. In a very rare moment you felt tears on your shoulder. Ron had trouble with his emotions. He was a tough son of a bitch and he took pride in it but even the toughest men need comfort. Especially with everything he had seen. You gently wormed the pen from his fingers and set it down on his desk.

"Hey Ronny guess what?" When you were met with silence you knew he was listening and continued. "I spoke with your war buddy Shifty yesterday. He's out of the hospital and says Bill Guarnere is planning a reunion for the men and their families. Its next week. I said we would be there. Do you wanna go?" He nodded. "Okay. We'll get it set up." You spoke gently, Softly running your hands through his hair as you worked to distract him and also to remind him that he wasn't in the war anymore. He was home now. That was all that really mattered. He had you.