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multi-fxndom446 · 5 months

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Pretty like the sun

Alex Keller X Reader

Summary: you are upset with Alex for constantly leaving you in the dark, unaware of his reasons for doing so. (This is a part two for his ‘you came? You called scenario that I will link)

Warning: hurt/comfort, blood mention, gun mention, Alex being so in love with u idek

Word count: 4.3k

Again this is a part two to his scenario in you came? You called.

I wanted to write it as its own fic, sue me.

His part one is here

(Also screw this man for being this goddamn hot. Who let that happen??)

Alex could remember the last time he saw you clearly. He could remember every last detail about it only because it ended in an argument between the two of you. One of the worst ones you’ve ever had.

You had hunted him down the moment you found out he was back on base, steam practically blowing out of your ears as you leveled him with a glare. He was cornered in his room the minute you set foot in it.

You had been mad at him for falling off the face of the earth again. For calling you at the last minute again. Although he didn’t call you into the mission this time he had called you for intel for the mission you didn’t even realize he was on and Admittedly you had every right to be upset and he knew that and that’s why he stayed silent and took your anger.

He tried to apologize but you weren’t having it, you were so angry at him that you told him next time he called you doing this shit you weren’t picking up.

He didn’t believe you.

He believed you now though after you didn’t pick up his third call and he had to resort to calling Captain Price. Which he knew if you wouldn’t hear him out you would hear the Captain out, your respect for him was always unwavering.

He believed he could smooth it over when he saw you in person but the moment he saw Farah practically run away he knew he was wrong.

He could see the hurt in your eyes when he looked down at you and he knew right then he crossed a line he wasn’t sure he could fix now

The way your words held such annoyance told him everything he needed to know. You were pissed, rightfully so. Not only pissed at him but the situation, pissed at the fact you came running to him once again.

He could still feel the sharp jab of your finger to his chest as he now sat further away from you ‘inspecting’ his gun while he took multiple glances in your direction.

The jab to him didn’t hurt nearly as much as your words that seemed to settle deep in his bones. You announcing to him that you both weren’t okay worried him. It made him feel like this could truly be the last time he saw you.

“So are you going to explain now?” Farah came out of nowhere, taking the spot next to him as she got her weapons ready as well.

Alex stayed silent long enough for her to look up at him. She rolled her eyes when she saw the look on his face. “Alex I’m not stupid, there’s something that happened.” The gun clicked in her hands as she assembled it. “You both denied being exes so it’s something else but there’s definitely something so talk.”

“There’s really nothing.” Alex said, taking another glance at you. You were there speaking with Gaz about something with a small smile on your face, a smile he missed seeing this whole time.

Farah followed his line of sight to see you before she turned back to Alex who was now aggressively loading his gun. “Alex..” his movements halted at her tone. It was the authoritative one she used when one of her soldiers wasn't cooperating.

He sighed, setting his gun down next to him. He looked over at you one more time before settling on Farah, who’s whole attention was on him—waiting. “We enlisted at the same time.” He started as he picked up his hand gun. “We were practically inseparable, every mission we went on, we went on together.”

Farah watched him as he got lost in his story while his hands got more aggressive with the hand gun. “We trusted each other with our lives and it just worked. We trusted each other to get the job done no matter if the others life was at risk, we knew they’d get out of it alive.” His jaw was clenched tight as he loaded the gun. “And it worked. Until one of the last missions we went on together. She got compromised. She told me to leave her to get out of there to finish the mission but I didn’t listen. I went after her and I saved her, but in the process I almost jeopardized our mission and put our men’s lives at risk.”

“Alex..”

“I knew I was starting to gain feelings for her for a while at that point but I trusted myself not to jeopardize anything over it. I trusted myself to let her do her job.” Finally with a click the gun was finished being prepped and he had nowhere to look but at Farah. “But I couldn’t…I couldn’t let her die. After that I started taking missions alone so that wouldn’t happen again and more often than not I’d drop off the face of the earth and it took a strain on us. This last time I did it seemed to be the final straw.” He explained, looking down at his hands.

“So you stopped going on missions with her because you couldn’t trust yourself not to go after her in a crisis?” Farah clarified and he nodded, “yet you call her to this one?”

“She’s one of the best soldiers I know. I never said I couldn’t trust her to get the job done.” He was quick to defend but Farah had her brows pinched in worry.

“But you don’t trust yourself?”

Alex sighed, “we’ll be on different teams and she’ll be with the Captain.” He could see the doubt on her face. “I’ll get this done Farah. This is more important than my inner turmoil. I know that and she knows that.”

Farah just shook her head. “But does she Alex?” He must’ve looked confused because all she did was sigh and stand to her feet. “Obviously whatever feelings you have are mutual, you should talk to her before this mission.”

“No no, the last thing I need to do is distract her.” Farah crossed her arms.

“But you won’t be distracted?”

“I promise..” he said looking up at her. “I promise I won’t.”

“I’m trusting you on this.”

“You can, I’ll get it done.” Farah hummed and gave him a look that he knew meant she wasn’t entirely convinced but she left it alone and walked away to help everyone else prepare.

Alex watched her go before he took one more risky glance at you. His breathe caught in his throat when your gazes connected. He couldn’t even bring himself to wave or smile because you were frowning at him and turning away before he even could.

He remembered that day vividly. The day he almost lost you, it played on repeat in his mind continuously. So much so that he often had nightmares about it. How what if he didn’t go to you, what if he left you or what if he didn’t make it in time? You wouldn’t be here glaring at him.

He remembered you desperately telling him to go, to leave you and he stood conflicted. one foot already moving in the direction of your location while the other was firmly planted to the ground.

He remembered his men grabbing onto him, trying to yank him to the evac but still he wouldn’t move. His entire world seemed to slow to a halt that day.

He wanted to trust that you would get out, that you would live because you always somehow managed to do just that but then he heard your ear piercing scream and gunshots.

The world seemed to start spinning in that moment when he took off in your direction, ignoring the calls of his men behind him.

He remembered when he made it to you, you were barely clinging to life. You had your gun clutched loosely in your hand trying your best to kill any enemies that came near but you ran out of ammo.

The rest of your team was dead caused by the ambush that nearly stole you from him so he was quick to help you up. He put your left arm over his shoulder while his right went around your waist to help you walk.

He got you out, but he almost missed the evac. He got you out, but he almost got his own men killed when they started to get surrounded at said evac.

When you woke up in the hospital days later, he told you what happened and although you weren’t mad at him he was furious with himself because not even two beds away there was one of his men that got injured trying to hold down the evac site while they waited for him.

It's what made him decide he could no longer go on missions with you. He accepted a while before that, that he had fallen in love with you, he even accepted that you wouldn’t feel the same and probably even be mad that he’d drop what he was doing to run to you like you were a damsel in distress.

But then you didn’t get mad at him and suddenly he was faced with the possibility you felt the same. And he knew that at some point one of you would jeopardize a mission, the worst part was he wasn’t sure he would regret doing it if it meant you got out alive.

Alex always prided himself on being a good soldier. It was something as simple as breathing. He was a good soldier and a decent person..he followed the rules and did as he was told by the higher ups. But when it’s you at risk he can’t do that.

In a last second decision he decided that Farah may be right and he should just talk to you, rip the band aid off and get everything he needed to say off his chest.

He got to his feet and took only a few steps in your direction calling your name. You barely had time to turn around before Price clapped him on the shoulder. “Alright we’re heading out, you ready Alex?”

Alex watched you glance over to him before you followed Gaz and he let out a short sigh. “Affirmative sir.” Then he was being pushed in the direction where Farah and her soldiers were loading up.

The whole way to the mission site Alex couldn’t stop thinking about how Farah probably was right. He should’ve talked to you because he never knew if the next mission would be his last. He could hardly live with the regret of not telling you he didn’t want to think about how he’d feel having to take it to his grave, he was sure he’d roam this earth forever if that were the case.

The moment the mission was in full swing Alex was laser focused. Both teams were together and he wasn’t wondering about your status because he was right next to you as if he just gravitated towards you. To used to fighting by your side when you were on the field together.

Subconsciously the two of you seemed to fall back into the way you used to fight together. Covering each other's asses like you used to back when you went on every mission together.

The moment you went down to reload he’d cover you and then when he would be out in the open throwing a grenade you’d be right beside him keeping him covered. You called to each other effortlessly.

It was one of the many reasons you were always paired up in the beginning. You worked well together, angry at each other or not.

Then came the moment the teams had to separate. It was fast, almost unnoticeable how your eyes connected with his and you mouthed a quick ‘stay alive’ before you were turning away and he was leaving with Farah.

He knew in that moment he was right to stop going on missions with you. The entire time he was away from you he felt like his heart was squeezing tightly in his chest like some sort of string that was attached to you pulled on it and made him weak.

Farah spared him one glance before the real fight began almost to ensure he was still with her and although he was she could see that there was the tiniest bit of himself that was focused solely on you. But she could also see he was determined to ignore it.

And he did just that the moment his detonator was destroyed.

He ignored the want to know if you were safe the entire time he was fighting the man in a juggernaut suit and the entire time they swept out the rest of the enemy forces.

He ignored it for as long as he could until he couldn’t anymore and he was face to face with Farah, grabbing onto the broken detonator as he prepared to sacrifice himself.

It was a situation he was dreading, he didn’t want to die. But he also couldn’t help but be happy it turned out this way instead of the way that equaled him losing you. He had faith you would move on eventually, he couldn’t say the same for himself if he lost you. No matter how selfish it sounded.

“Alex…” Farah called softly, watching him hesitate at the door. He looked at her from the corner of his eye as he tried not to let her see his inner conflict.

He wanted to tell you, but would it be too selfish of him to do it in a situation where he would likely die? Would you ever forgive him if he did?

“Tell her.” His head snapped in the direction of Farah who held a knowing look on her face. “She deserves to know. No matter what happens when you walk out that door she deserves to know.”

Alex stared at her for a long moment before giving her a soft smile. “I’ll be quick.” She nodded and watched him walk further away for some privacy. “Y/n come in.”

It was silent for a moment and he was worried you would ignore him then your voice finally came through, slightly muffled. “Alex? We’re setting the bombs on our end, you and Farah good?” You asked him and he could hear the slight worry in your voice.

“Can you switch to a different channel?” He asked, diverting away from your question. You gave a quiet okay before flipping to the channel he requested. “I don’t have a lot of time but there’s something I need to tell you.”

“Alex, you're making me nervous.” You sounded out of breathe and he wondered if you were still in the process of setting the last of the bombs and it almost made him feel guilty again. When he stayed silent for too long you called his name urgently.

“I-“ he paused, second guessing again in a situation he shouldn’t be taking time to think. ‘Rip it off like a band aid..’ he told himself, taking a deep breathe. “I’m in love with you.”

He heard you pause. “What?”

“I’m in love with you.” He said again making sure you understood every word he said. “I’ve been in love with you and I’ll continue to be in love with you even after whatever happens next.”

“Whatever happens next…?” He could hear the panic starting to rise in your voice. “Alex this isn’t funny. You better tell me you have the bombs placed and are ready-“

“My detonator is broken.” He confessed quietly, letting the statement settle in the tense silence as you processed his words.

He could hear you take a breathe, “Alex, don’t tell me what I think you’re about to tell me.” He felt his heart break the same moment your voice did. That invisible string he felt around his heart tugging harshly. “Alex!”

“I have to go detonate it myself.” He could practically feel you stop breathing at the realization. “I’m sorry this couldn’t be done the way I wanted it to, and I’m sorry for disappearing on you all those times. I just couldn’t put myself in a position where I could lose you again or put everyone else at risk.”

There was a long pause where he was worried something happened but then he heard you take a shaky breathe. “And you think I want to put myself in that position Alex?! You think I don’t want to run to you right now and tell you you’re stupid?!”

“But you won’t.” His words cut deep. He knew you would go to him on a moment's notice. He knew if he called to you, you would come but he couldn’t let that happen because it wasn’t just your life, it was Farahs, it was her people and you wouldn’t be able to live with yourself if you did what he asked. “You have a job to do.”

He heard you sniff as you tried to contain your tears. “Alex, you better come back to me. I won’t forgive you if you disappear from my life permanently.” He could hear your voice crack. “Come back to me Alex.” You begged and a sad smile lifted on his face.

“Yes ma’am.”

Then he was turning back to the door and running through not even letting himself think about the fact you hadn’t gotten to tell him you loved him too.

But it was a moment in which you would feel for the next coming days and months as his words would live on repeat in your head.

It had been months since he last saw you.

Months.

It was safe to say Alex was nervous. He was practically shaking where he sat with Farah on the back of the truck, his leg bouncing anxiously as they got closer and closer to Farahs base.

From what Captain Price told him, before he and Gaz left their separate ways, you were at Farahs base and you had been for a while.

“Think she felt pretty guilty after what happened.” Price told him with a small sigh. It made Alex feel like shit because it would be just like you to feel guilty over something he did. It would be just like you to try and pay back his sacrifice in any way you could even if you didn’t have too.

“You don’t have anything to worry about Alex.” Farah finally told him when she got tired of hearing his foot bounce against the metal of the truck. “I think a lot of her reasons for staying with me is because it made her feel closer to you.”

“Does she know?” Alex asked, his heart hammering in his chest. “I’ve been gone for a while, does she know that I’m-?”

He didn’t even want to finish the sentence. If you had thought he was dead this whole time he didn’t know what he would do. Farah made the executive decision awhile ago to not have you involved in the mission Alex went on so there was a possibility you didn’t.

“She knows you're alive. As for where you were…” she doesn’t continue but she doesn’t have to, he knows what she’s trying to say. She never gave away that she knew his location and Alex had no idea until now that you were so close this whole time.

He figured it was better this way. It let him focus his entirety on the mission but now the mission was over and he was growing more anxious as the base finally came into view.

The moment the truck came to a stop he felt like his whole world started moving in slow motion. Sounds become muffled as if he were underwater. He couldn’t focus on anything else, nothing else mattered except the fact you were on the same ground as him.

His eyes glanced everywhere the moment he was standing on solid ground. Head snapping in every direction as he took in every face that passed by him. He heard Farah call his name but didn’t care until she grabbed his arm and suddenly sounds became crystal clear for him.

He looked down at her and when she saw she had his attention she nodded her head in the direction of the bunkers. “Come.” She let go of him and he was left to blindly follow her.

Alex followed after her silently for what felt like an eternity. When he opened his mouth to finally question her she came to a halt right outside one of the meeting rooms she had.

He went to ask what she was doing when he heard it. Your voice. The same voice he’s been missing for months.

You were talking over more game plans with some of Farahs soldiers and Alex felt like his heart completely stalled. You sounded just as beautiful as the last time he spoke to you when he confessed his feelings.

Farah glanced up at him to see his reaction and almost wanted to laugh when all he could seem to do was stare at the closed door. You were so close to him yet he couldn’t get himself to move so she made the first one.

She opened the door with no hesitation and gave you and everyone else a kind smile as she greeted you. “Y/n, hard at work I see.” You didn’t see Alex yet, he was still stuck out in the hallway in disbelief.

“As always Commander.” You laughed softly and it was like music to his ears.

Farah smiled at you before motioning to her people, “will you guys leave us? There’s something I need to discuss with Y/n.” They did without question, dodging past Alex who still had yet to move.

“Something wrong?” You asked when you were alone. He could hear it in your voice, the worry. You were worried she had more news on him and you were worried it wasn’t good.

“I have something for you.” You stared at her in confusion before the door behind her opened softly and your eyes were immediately drawn to it.

You felt your breathe hitch. There stood just behind Farah was Alex who looked just as breathless as you were. You were stunned, your arms that had been crossed fell to your side as you took him in before you started moving towards him, eyes never leaving his. He watched you nervously as you slowly made your way around the table to come closer to him.

“Y/n…” he said softly, nervous as you came closer to him with a look on your face that he couldn’t decipher. He was almost sure you were going to punch him in the face which he would accept wholeheartedly.

But then as he was spewing out apologies trying to get you to listen to him you stopped right in front of him, grabbed onto the vest he had yet to take off and pulled him down to you. Crashing your lips together.

Your other hand that wasn’t clinging to his vest wrapped itself around his neck and his quickly wrapped his around your waist to pull you flush against him.

In the background he could faintly hear the click of the door as Farah left to give you both privacy. But he honestly couldn’t care if she stayed or not, not when you were finally in his arms again.

You kissed him like you had been deprived of oxygen for the months he was away from you, he was sure he wasn’t any better as one hand came up to tangle itself in your hair trying to keep you as close as possible.

When finally you pulled away from him for air you didn’t go far just far enough to gain your breathe. You stared up at him in a way that made his heart ache, like you were wondering if you were dreaming.

When he opened his mouth to say something you beat him to it. “I love you too.” You said softly, smiling at the way his eyes widened and a relieved grin formed on his face. “You didn’t give me a chance to say it.”

“I’m sorry.” He sounded sincere and he was. He wished more than anything to hear you say those words. He wanted to hear them the moment he realized his feelings. “I came back to you.”

“I knew you would.” Both your hands came to rest on his face while you took him in, fingers tracing delicately across his jaw reveling in the way he shivered at your touch. “Your hair is darker.”

He laughed. It was your attempt at not pointing out his obvious missing leg. “You’re just as beautiful.” He whispered, placing a soft kiss to your lips while his hands fell back down to your waist. “I’m so sorry..”

“Alex you don’t have to-“ you shook your head but he stopped you.

“I do.” He said sternly, “I need to say it to you properly. I’m sorry. For everything. For making you worry about me, for disappearing, for not telling you any of this sooner. I’m sorry.”

Your eyes flickered between his as his words settled in the air, he had a small frown on his face but refused to look away from you. Relief flooded him the moment your lips turned up and your fingers ran over his cheeks. “I forgive you Alex..”

He let out a sigh he didn’t know he was holding and pulled you in for a small kiss. “I love you.” He whispered against your lips

You smiled and pulled him back down to you. “I love you too.” You murmured before closing the distance again, feeling him smile against you.

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Hope yall like it I tried really hard to live up to expectations 🙏🏻😭 thank you for everyone who requested a part two for him tho love yall

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callofdudes · 2 months

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Please bestie, I need platonic Alex Keller headcanons I beg of you 😭😭😭

I'm here to deliver for you in trying times bestie. Stuck at home from work in a blizzard so here I am for you. Hope it suffices and you enjoy. 🫡 @itsscromp

Alex Keller Headcanons:

I imagined Alex was one of those clowns in school. I think when he was younger he was respectful but also a hog for attention. He always got really happy when the teacher picked him in class and would pout if some other kid got "his answer".

I'm not terribly sure about family headcanons. I feel he fits as either an only child or as a younger brother to an older boy. (Possibly a twin) If he had any siblings I could see him as the middle child, an older brother, him and a little sister.

Alex's parents raised him as a gentleman. You think his manners came from the military?? Even when he was in highschool he called women he respected ma'am on the regular.

Alex watched a lot of spy movies when he was younger. Jason Bourne, Jack Ryan, R.E.D. A bunch of those kinds of movies. But Alex didn't originally want to be CIA.

He also really liked superheroes. (Lovingly borrowing a headcanon from Scromp) He really liked Mega Man and other super heroes like that. Probably watched Ben Ten or something. (Sang the power Rangers theme song)

I think unlike the others Alex's run to the military was as an accidental second hand decision.

He had incredible grades in school but when his brother was called for Mandatory service. Alex was still too young when his brother went to serve a couple years. Instead of going to college and getting a different job he went to serve mandatory years as well.

Alex gives me Texas man vibes, but he doesn't have the accent. So I don't think he grew up there, possibly from California or Georgia. Somewhere warm.

Alex wanted to serve alongside his brother but he was deployed while Alex was in his first stages of basic training.

Alex is a very sociable guy so he doesn't have trouble making friends. However, upon a certain incident he did lose a lot of his confidence. Around people he knows he's a butterfly in flight, but doesn't like attention on the leg.

Alex was super attached to his older brother but when he got past that part he did enjoy his time in the military.

Obviously the first person he wants to introduce you to Is his brother and his parents. He'll introduce you with so much pride.

In my mind I see Alex's parents as your typical Georgia or Texas conservative dressers. But they aren't those types of conservatives. They were worried for him when he was younger, but if their son showed up with a man on his arm they wouldn't bat an eye.

And obviously they love you. Alex's dad is the guy who says that even as a guest, in the house you take on some household priorities. Nothing big, but probably expects some help with yardwork and that you'll help his wife with dishes.

Alex will cook with his mother. And oh you see where he gets it. He's the guy whose mama's boy love takes presidents over other duties. He just wants to be with his mom.

You'll be allowed to join in with a casual soccer game of kicking the ball around with his brother. They're an incredible family and accept you as one of their own the moment they see you.

He loves to decorate it though, and has stickers from several incidents, or young military hostages that he could distract. So in a way it was a blessing.

However, he didn't talk to women as much anymore. Platonic relationships are a breath of fresh air.

His parents used to have to wrangle him in when he got his first girlfriend. Constantly sneaking out to meet up with her. And while a respectful kid, after a certain sneaking out the girl's father was not happy to get the story the next day.

After Alex got his leg, dating seemed to be swept off the table. He had all the qualities, tall, very handsome, strong. But the leg usually got people staring, and all the charisma went out the window.

He barely got hookups anymore. (Yes, he was that guy for a while, and he isn't proud of it.)

Alex has participated in the Invictus Games before and it was a whole lot of fun.

Alex's show for women comes in the form of how respectful he is of Farah's boundaries. While he is happy to assert where he stands. If Farah had told him not to go when he did, he still probably wouldn't have listened.

Alex experiences phantom limb and phantom pain. Most times he has to weather the pain, but whenever he experienced phantom pain in the beginning he'd pass out from it.

He is very active and loves to play soccer. (Is very prepared to get yelled at for calling it soccer instead of football)

In all honestly Alex does want to get close to the other 141 members. He's close with Gaz, Price and Y/n. Soap trusts pretty easily and likes Alex because Farah likes him. Ghostie is a challenge though. He's up for it.

Protein shake man all the way. The day isn't started without a protein shake or a hearty meal. He loves his meat but is also all for leaning into the greener side of his diet to help him feel refreshed.

An incredible cook. If you go back to his house for leave you will be well taken care of, I promise you.

All of his relationships are tended to as he sees fit. He's definitely more of an acts of service guy. If you need something done, he will show you his love and appreciation by getting it done. Garbage is full?? On it. Feet sore? He'll take care of that for you.

Alex is a family man, but he also understands the sentiment that the blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb. And he holds his friendships with his brothers in high stakes.

Has a very smooth and charismatic air about him the majority of the time. He's well spoken and confident even if he doesn't have control of certain situations.

Just. Don't. Mention. The. Leg. 😁🔪

While he isn't really strong at other acts, physical affection like pats on the back or brief hugs do as well.

Tries to make Scream movie references to Ghost, like the ever popular "Sydney call" or other classic scenes. Is gleefully delighted when Ghost understands most of the references.

If you live somewhere known for its giant spiders *cough cough* he will not go. You are not getting him on that plane. Nada, zilch wiggle room on that one partner.

Probably uses comic book lines he likes a lot. Recites them like those cheesy scenes in movies where the leader of a group gives a heroic speech about kicking ass and staying loyal.

Gets called Price's son and honestly? A compliment.

Going back to acts of service, Alex also feels his love language as acts of service. Whenever he needs to let his leg breathe and get off his feet he takes off the leg and relaxes. And icing on the cake? If you feel comfortable, come over and massage his leg. Oh he'll keep you forever.

Will often do the robot dance to try and make you laugh, loves to dance with you in any setting.

You're never too old to go trick or treating. Alex comes off as the fun uncle that I could see dressing up as a Frankenstein and takes his nephews/nieces along with him for some fun around the block.

Clubber for life 🤟🏻😜 Seriously though, getting him tipsy enough and he'll challenge anyone insight to a drinking off. Will almost always lose. Especially against Johnny or Ghost.

If a girl won't call him a smoking handsome man, platonically please inflate his ego. It's like an air mattress and eventually it deflates to the point that you can feel the floor. Please fill his air mattress with compliments.

His tattoos include homages to his family. And his old squads and friends. Got a special tattoo for you over his left wrist with your initials and something that reminds him of you. (A flower, a hat, etc)

You know those bikes that you can lay down on and pedal almost vertical with the handlebars on the sides?? Photo. Yeah, he owns one of those. Will let you ride it. Yes it is fun.

Tried to grow his beard like Price's once so they could really be twins. Price for offended and now they have a rule that their beards/moustaches are not allowed to overlap like that.

Overall, very interesting man. A fun man, a funny man, loves some attention on him but not his leg. Please not make fun of him, yes he wants a girlfriend, yes he's sad and single but slaying every day of the week. Yes you are his best friend for life and if you try to abandon him he'll eat your legs off 😌.

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shoot-the-oneshot · 2 months

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NEW YEAR NEW PROMPTS!!! Request are open!!! Send em in

- [ ] 74 “Help me set this fucking thing on fire.”

- [ ] 75 “have you eaten today?” “Yeah” “okay have you eaten more than a fruit roll up”

- [ ] 76 “tell me again.”

- [ ] 77 “be my good girl.”

- [ ] 78 “who did it?”

- [ ] 79 “I don’t care where I am in the world I’m with you, I’m right there with you.”

- [ ] 80 “Tell me. Do you plan out all of the dumb stuff you do? Or does it just come naturally?"

- [ ] 81 "I plan but it never goes how I want."

- [ ] 82 “I might have done some bad things in my life but you are by far the best.

- [ ] 83 "I gave a dude your number, he wouldn't stop bothering me, give em' hell,"

- [ ] 84 "do you have my sad hoodie? I need my sad hoodie,"

- [ ] 85 "oh really?" / "yes, really." / "lying doesn't suit you, sweetheart”

- [ ] 86 “Weird way to propose, but ok."

- [ ] 87 Why do you insist on giving me pet names?

- [ ] 88 "you? beat me? what a joke,"

- [ ] 89 of course the flowers I got you were the best, you think you can do better?'

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itsscromp · 5 months

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Unexpected friendship

Ok so, so it's time to flex my literacy muscles again and branch out to other COD characters. Today it is Alex Keller's turn, Originally this was conceived as a Simon idea, but it shifted course as I feel Alex would be a sweeter touch. Also, shout out to bestie @callofdudes for helping pre-conceive the idea. Warning: Slight angst but ends in fluff. Word Count:1.2K

You didn't know how it happened, all you knew was that you were tasked with a mission to defuse an explosive when you found it, But as you began to defuse it, everything soon went blank. All you could remember was that you were in throbbing pain.

You were in a coma for about 2 days, Waking up to the bright lights and beeping sounds of the monitor next to you, just great. You tried to prop yourself up until a pair of arms gently sat you back down.

"Easy sergeant, just relax" Price said to you, feeling a slight relief when he was their.

"What... What happened..." You groaned as he handed you a cup of water to soothe your dry throat.

"You were caught in a blast radius when you tried to defuse the bomb, placed in a coma soon after." He took a deep breath, you could see that he was biting his tongue on something important.

"Price ?? What happened..." You grew increasingly concerned.

"Y/n... there's no easy way to say this, but... they did everything they could..."

He gently pulled down the blankets to reveal to your horror... Your right leg was amputated.

During the explosion, the blast radius practically shattered the bones in your right leg almost beyond repair, When you were brought back into medical, the doctors tried to do everything to avoid an amputation. But they knew the multiple surgeries that would follow, they knew you couldn't do that. So it was in your best interest that they went ahead with the amputation.

"Price... where's my leg..."

"Y/n, I know this is a lot to take in right now but you need to calm down.."

"Where's my fucking leg !!?" You tried to get up, but Price gently as he could, held you down. "Get off !!" You cried as the news of this overwhelmed you.

"Y/n... It's ok... It's gonna be ok" Price tried to hold his own tears back, seeing you like this.

You were a vegetable now, your military career was officially over because of this. You would be forced to leave, you couldn't do it, you didn't want to leave Price, Simon, Johnny and Gaz. It slumped you into a deep depression. They could see it during the months of rehabilitation, You lacked the same bubbly energy that you had. Feeling unmotivated to simply get out of bed. But what really hit you hard was when the doctor then came into your room to take some measurements of your thigh.

"What are you doing ??" You said bluntly.

"I'm just taking measurements of your thigh so we can fit you with a new prosthetic le..."

"No, No prosthetics..." You immediately said before he could even finish the sentence.

"Sergeant, you'll be able to walk again" He tried to convince you, softly smiling.

"No, I have the choice. If I don't want a leg, I say I don't want a leg !!!" You tried not to yell at him, but couldn't help but raise your voice at the frustration of it all.

Price could see you fall down in the dumps faster than you could, he knew neither of the others could help you with this sort of situation... But maybe someone outside the team could.

One day and a couple calls later, Price knocked on your door and gently entered inside. "Hey, kiddo... How are you feeling ??" He went over and gently took your hand.

"They measured my thigh... I don't want a leg, or a wheelchair or anything" You were about to cry again.

"Shhh shhhh, It's ok" He gently kissed your temple as he gently rocked you.

Once you calmed down, he spoke up again. "Y/n, I have someone I want you to meet... Is that ok ??"

It took a little bit but eventually, you nodded, slowly he let you go and then went to the door, inviting the mystery person in, You looked over and saw a man with tattoos, a moustache and a prosthetic leg.

"Hey, pal... my name is Alex, the cap has told me all about you y/n" He gently smiled, kneeling by your side.

"Hey..." You didn't even look at him when he came over to you.

He could see how much this whole situation has affected you, the doubt, the insecurities and the fear. He knew it all to well.

"Y/n... I get it... I really do..." He looked at you sincerely.

You sat there for a bit until you began to look at him, you saw kind eyes and a genuine smile. He was telling the truth.

"I felt everything that you are feeling right now, I thought that I was going to lose my job because of it, I thought I wouldn't be able to live my life that way I would. But that..." He gently took your hand and gently squeezed it. "That wasn't true, I am still thriving in my own life and job just like I was before, this... this is just a slight hurdle, I know you can jump over it." He smiled at you.

Price who was standing nearby saw the familiar glint in your eyes shine again for a bit.

"And plus" He lifted his pant leg up slightly and showed off his prosthetic, which had a camo colour. "You'll be able to customise it to many different colours" He smiled proudly.

Your smile started to grow a little. "Pretty cool"

"Yeah, it is actually. Y/n, I promise that this is only temporary, what your feeling. You still have so much purpose with the captain and your team. Ok ??" He squeezed your hand gently.

Alex was right, this was only temporary. What you were feeling is temporary, true it will be hard and all, but you will be back onto your feet.

"And if you want to, I'll be there for you every step of the way." He offered.

"Ok..."

So after that, you began your rehabilitation process. It was long, hard and painful. but like he promised, Alex was there with you for every step of it all, when you began to tumble, he helped pick you up. When it felt impossible, He'd help remind you. All the way through it.

8.5 Months later

You were back out onto the field, now fixed with your prosthetic leg. You shined so hard again, You were happy again. Having this leg didn't stop you at all. Alex then called you as soon as he heard the news you got the leg.

"Y/n, hey I heard you got your leg ??" You could hear him smile through the phone.

"I did, It was a little getting used to but that's more of putting no weight on it for too long" You shrugged as you began to put your leg back on.

"Yeah, that happened to me the first time, But it gets easier. I'm really proud of you pal, I really am. You showed immense courage throughout and never gave up. You should be too y/n."

"I am Alex... I couldn't have done this without you" You felt happy tears brim in your eyes as you said that.

You made an amazing friend, who was able to help you and guide you since day one, But one who also got what you were feeling. You would never be truly alone.

A/N: If this proves to be popular, I'll consider opening up to Alex requests.

Taglist: @callofdudes @fun-k-board

#platonic #reader insert #Alex keller #Alex keller x reader #cod mw3 #cod modern warfare #call of duty x reader #alex keller imagine #call of duty imagine #call of duty

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mlmxreader · 2 months

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medieval AU w Alex would be so 😫😫

Alex is one of Farah's royal guard, he's expected to marry into wealth (as all the guards do) and marry into a good family, but he meets one of the soldiers; you're from a poor family, no wealth and no titles, but you've been a soldier for years and you would never leave that. Alex is attracted to you and he knows it all too well, but he's also aware that such an affair would be frowned upon - he's a royal guard, you're a lowly soldier. nobody would approve.

but you still go to see him, all soft kisses in the woods behind the castle, sweet little confessions that nobody can ever hear, and he can't give you up. you've got him wrapped around your finger and he's all too painfully aware of it; you're brilliant, and he knows it. but he hates that you're each other's dirty little secret - he hates that being together has to be secret solely because you're not from the higher classes and he isn't from the lower classes.

but he can't give you up, and you won't let him go.

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blingblong55 · 6 months

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Ghost of the past -Alex Keller

Based on a request:

Alex Keller angst with f reader? 👀 Do your worst, break my heart --- F!Reader, angst, death of character, cheating, established!relationship ---

It's perfect, a relationship between a soldier and his civilian girlfriend, nothing more than happiness and great talks. That is what the plan was meant to be like. The day he met her, something you wish to know how it went. Platonic, is all he explained, but she was not meant for that and neither were you. Farah, the girl he worked with, was so sweet you too swore she was just a friend, clung to that. Just a friend. His gaze, was not on yours but on her as she wore a gown to the military ball. Oh sweet sight he held dear to him. He never called your relationship love, something you did behind his back. The chilly autumn wind, the scarf that he kept in his home even to this day. Last reminder of what once was.

Singing in cars, dancing in bars and kissing at American football games when his favourite team won. Getting lost in the woods so he can have just five more minutes of you. Family album his mum swore you and he would create the minute he married you. "Come on sweet pea," something he always said to you, now said to his oh-so-sweet love. The love he had for you is long gone, something he wished to hold for just five more minutes, get lost in the woods with you for that time. Just him and you.

Dancing in the kitchen's dim light, the fireplace keeping you warm as the winter winds came by. Your scarf on the sofa as he made love to you that night. His clothes and boots were under your bed as he claimed your body over and over again.

"Alex Keller will be your teammate for this, Farah," what a way to meet the jewel of his glimmery eyes. The family home you swore he'd grown old in with you, now left abandoned at that mossy end of the road. No more drives to the airport for him, no more keeping up with American football teams for when he came back home to ask who would be going to the Superbowl. He lost the one cheerleader that kept her chant even at the worst of times. Hand in hand, hospital rooms, sick days and now...tombstone he cleans.

"Alex!" you giggle as he carries you through the field. His brothers chasing you both. Flag football, trying to win the heart of his dear sweet pea and the carrot cake his lovely mother made. Did she know you were the first girl he took home? Did she know you were the one who held his hand when she failed to cover for him on the battlefield? Maybe not but could she care he lost it all after you?

Now, he walks through that empty football stadium alone, the January wind making his nose red. The same one you kissed with his rosy cheeks. "And this was him at 5, Halloween at the old house," his mum shared the picture of the young Alex.

"One day, you and I will walk that same street, trick or treating with our children," he kisses your temple on that November night.

"Wait, what does that mean?" you ask him, he chuckles and cups your face. "They are going to the Super Bowl, sweet pea," the Eagles t-shirt hung from his shoulder.

"WE WON!" He raises his arms and then turns to you, a smile on your face. Eagles shirt, worn by you.

Springtime came by last spring morning with you. The night time came quickly and so did the end. You drove to the local shop for some medicine and then you saw it. Her hand, greeting his mothers. Your heart ached. Was this the reason why for Christmas, Thanksgiving and New Year's he told you, he would be away and not contact his family? Was he creating those memories with her? Deception, betrayal and solitude. All given in the blink of an eye by the man who fathered your unborn child.

Flashbacks swarm you. August, when he kissed your forehead and drove you to the first of many lectures you gave as a professor. September, the way he made love to you, how by morning he made breakfast, how in that night of love, you made the child that would hold his last name. October, the sweet nothing he whispered before he went on deployment. November, December and January of that time, how you didn't hear from him or anyone of his family. Betrayal began on the second of October. March only brought blues and grey skies.

April brought black gowns.

"R/N, please let me explain. I got carried away, I forgot-"

"You forgot me, Alex! You forgot me!" you cry, the resentment felt by the child growing in you. "It's not that, I swear it's just-"

"Was it not enough? To give you all of me? I never asked for much. Respect and honesty? Was it so hard for you to even give me the decency to not run around town with her?"

"It's not good for the baby-"

"Don't you pretend to know between right and wrong!"

That night, it is said that a soldier so fierce and strong like him became the weakest of them all. He lost the battle between you and life. He became a man...no...he became the ghost of a man. A ghost that haunts the home he made with you. The empty cradle, the empty side of the bed that belonged to you. The two tombstones he visits every day. The picnics and conversations he has with two souls who wanted him home, all as he created another home with a woman who fell in love with someone else.

Wise men say, don't chase two lovers, not when the right one is there, playing the fool as you chase the one who can't give you more than a glance or a word. Stay with the one who made you feel safe in a danger zone. Stay with the one who even after all, made you soup, tucked you in bed and reminded you of how strong you are, all whilst she carried your child. A child he never met, a child that went with you to the great big sky.

"I'm sorry, sweet pea," the drunken man cried to the tombstone of what was his beloved. Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter, all watched him beg to the skies for a second chance at this. To press replay on that time of his life, when he had it all. The girl of his dreams, the woman set to carry his blood, the woman who cheered him on during war. Now, all that is left of you, is all you left at home. The way you set the portraits, the furniture and the nursery, to only be watched by the ghost of him. Fool, the man he became.

A/N: I love Farah, okay, so this is no hate for my baby Farah, I just needed to make this interesting

Tags: @liyanahelena @sadisticfiremelon @aquavenus58 @iamashadows-blog

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gothicflowers · 16 days

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Til Death Ch.1

Alex Keller x F!Reader

Warnings: MDNI, Angst, some fluff eventually, maybe even some smut, who knows. Bad grammar/writing because I didn’t go to school past 8th grade (dead serious)

“Hi sweetheart” Alex’s mom’s south voice came through the phone.

“Hi mom” Alex cheerfully replied.

“How you been sweetheart” she asked.

“Been alright, just staying busy with work” alex knew better than to give his mom too much stressful information about his job. She’s one to worry.

“Don’t you think it’s time to find something new to do for a living? You’ve been at this for almost eight years” she asked once again, she’s been trying to push him to change careers for what feels like forever.

“I know” Alex tried to not sound annoyed because he knows it’ll start a fight. He knows she means well but she always brings it up every chance she can.

“How are you two gonna start a family if all you do is travel around doing God knows what” she said almost bitterly.

Alex sighed “I know mom”

“How is she” his mom asked. She loved hearing about Alex’s sweet girl. She was everything she hoped her son would find in a partner.

“She’s doing good, same as me. Busy with work” Alex smiled at the thought of you.

“Well I was gonna ask just to make sure, she is coming to your sister’s wedding with you. Right?” His mom was growing impatient having never met you. You were always out on mission, meetings, sleeping. Every phone call you seemed to be unaccounted for.

“I don’t know mom” Alex replied trying to stay calm and quiet so nobody else in the building heard him. Last thing Alex wanted was for someone to find out.

“Hold on your dad and sister just got here, I’m putting you on speaker” she said.

“Hey kiddo” his father yelled into the phone.

“Hi dad” Alex knew this was about to go terribly.

“Hey bitch” Alex’s sister Beth chimed in.

“Hello to you to” his voice filled with annoyance from hearing her voice. It wasn’t that he hated her, it’s that she’s the golden child he’s always been compared to.

“So she’s coming right” his mom asked again.

“Mom I said I don’t know, our boss is picky with time off so he might not let us both off at the same time” he replied trying to cover as best as he could.

“You’ve been with her for three years. She’s never even visited with you the past two times you came home” his dad said in a stern voice. Alexs dad is the only one to have met her, he works a job similar to Alex and they crossed paths about three and a half years ago.

“I know, it’s not that she doesn’t want to meet you guy. It’s just that it didn’t work out the last time” he tried to sound sincere.

“Three years, she’s never around when you call, no visits, no pictures of you two together” Beth said.

“We can’t have personal phones or cameras with us on assignments Beth” Alex contemplated if just hanging up would be best.

“Ok, well what about when you’re off work” she’s persistent to crack him.

“Beth what are you trying to get at here” he sneered at her.

“You’ve been faking having a girlfriend haven’t you” her tone was cocky.

“Seriously Beth? You think I would lie about having a girlfriend for almost three years?” Alex said nervously laughing knowing the truth.

“I think you would, you’ve always been jealous of me so your trying to make yourself look good to the family”

“Beth, that’s uncalled for” his dad said to her.

Alex sighed “No Beth I’m not lying”.

“Ok, well if you two have been together for three years when’s the wedding? Three years and you haven’t fully committed to her. You must just be a easy lay for her”

“Beth” His mom yelled at her.

Before he could stop himself he said “Beth I’ll have you know we got engaged last month” it was too late to take back.

For the rest of the conversation his parent were ecstatic. And Beth was pissed off to say the least. The questions seemed to be never ending, his family was excited to be growing. When would the wedding be? Where? Can we give you a list of who to invite? Have you told your grandma yet?

Alex tried and tried to tell them not to share the news of his engagement. Alex told them he wanted to be the one to share the good news, but knew they are going to share the news regardless of his wishes. His mother especially, she lives for gossip and drama.

His mother finally slowed the conversation after almost another hour “Well I best get off this phone now dear so you can go get some sleep, tell your sweetie I love you both”

“Will do, love you too mom” Alex said still trying to grasp his own stupidity.

And now Alex sits alone in the mess hall wondering how he could have dug himself such a big hole. And why did he have to drag her into this.

He couldn’t just tell his parents they ended their engagement. Surly not before his sister’s wedding. Last thing he needed was for his visit to be filled with pitiful conversations about him.

How the hell was he going to fix this?

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s0apmactav1sh · 2 months

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Cw: Monster AU! Human!Alex keller and werewolf!Reader during a rut. Mindless smut.

MINORS, FEM ALIGNED PLEASE DNI WITH THIS BLOG OR ITS POST YOU WILL BE BLOCKED THANK YOU.

- Alex who has to deal with his werewolf boyfriend who's going through a rut. Most of the time he is around to due to his work but there are times were he is and will come home just because his boyfriend begs him and he cant resist the mans puppy eyes.

- Werewolf!Reader who had been waiting so patiently in the bedroom for his little mate. Some of Alex's underwear ruined with precum that he had tried using to get rid of some of the cum that was built up in his balls.

- Alex who is pounced on the minute he steps through the door to their shared bedroom in the small apartment they live in. Barely able to recognise whats going on before his clothes are hastily ripped off and a thick cock is rutting against his ass immediately.

- Werewolf!reader who barely manages to stop himself from just spearing alex on his cock, knowing that he would hurt him. So instead bends him over the end of the bed to lap at his hole enough to lube it up so he wouldnt hurt alex when he did push in.

- Alex who has to deal with getting bit along his shoulders and neck while he's being pounding into. Hole so stretched open just to take his boyfriends cock that is leaking precum like a faucet all over his walls. The squelching sounds so loud in his ears from the spit and precum that his hole was lattered in before his boyfriend was able to push into him.

- Werewolf!Reader who finds cant help but bite alex to ease that gwaning voice in his head thats telling him to just go for it and finally put his claim onto the human. Even though he so desperately wants to he knows he wouldnt be able to stop himself from knotting the poor man underneath hims ass when he did.

- Alex who goes dumb in as soon as the third round begins. He's had no breaks in between and he is just so oversensitive his own cock being unable to shoot out a load anymore only a small dribble of watery cum being release each time hes push over the edge.

- Alex who can hear the groans and growls coming from his boyfriend on top of him all while they stay happily humping away at his tight hole even though theyve just promised to give him a few minutes to collect himself :(

- Werewolf!Reader who is just so happy he was able to have his boyfriend with him during his rut. So glad that he wouldnt have to rut against the pillows and his underwear because Alex was here for it.

Have I any clue what I just wrote? Nope. Did I enjoy writing it? Yes. Will I make more of this? Probably.

@rodolfoparras

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multi-fxndom446 · 5 months

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Cold days

Alex Keller x Reader

Summary: (based on this ask) you and Alex share a warm bath together when you both are freezing.

Warning: fluff literally so much fluff. Y’all are so in love in this. There’s like the slightest hint of angst but it’s not much. Established relationship. Don’t come for me if some things are inaccurate when the military is brought up. Pet names (baby, sweetheart, darling)

Word count: 2.5k shortish and sweet:)

Honestly I saw this request and fell in love with it so I had to write it as I work on Johnnys part two. Which his is about half way done as of right now so it should be out soon. I hope you guys enjoy this one!<3 I hope I did your request justice @offbrandmeowmix 🫶🏻

You could hear the moment the front door opened and closed. You didn’t honestly want to move from your spot under your cocoon of blankets but seeing his face sounded pretty nice too.

You had only returned from work about an hour ago. As soon as you came home you changed into warmer clothes and then searched for your personal heater before realizing he was gone you were forced to hide under a pile of blankets and wait for him.

“Alex?” You called when you finally got yourself to roll out of bed but not without taking a fuzzy blanket with you and wrapping it tightly around your body. “Is that you?”

You peaked your head around the corner to the front door to see him just barely hanging up his coat. When he turned and saw you a relieved smile made its way onto his face, “hey, you cold?” He asked when you stepped further into his view.

“Freezing.” You confirmed and he chuckled softly as he made his way to you. Smiling at you like you were the only thing that mattered to him in that moment. Your own soft smile made its way to your face when he leaned down to give you a soft kiss on the head. “Where have you been?”

“I was helping the neighbors shovel the snow out of their driveways.” He sighed out in exhaustion while he caressed your face gently as if he hadn’t seen you in a lifetime. Immediately you flinched away from his cold hands and he retracted them with a chuckle before moving past you to sit on the couch. “Sorry.”

“It took you only an hour?” You followed after him, noticing the slight limp in his step. While he always had one it was a little more prominent now.

He glanced up at you for a moment while he massaged his thigh the prosthetic was on. “Longer actually. It took me an hour to help our neighbors then another two to help the other two elderly neighbors that asked for help afterwards.” You laughed softly at this. It was no secret your husband was a kind man who would help anyone who asked so it didn’t surprise you in the slightest.

After watching him massage his thigh for a few more minutes you noticed the slight frown that was on his face. “You okay?” You took a step closer to him and he quickly smiled up at you to ease your nerves. “Alex.”

“I’m okay baby.” You could practically melt anytime he called you some kind of endearing nick name but right now you didn’t believe him in the slightest. “How was work?”

“Work was fine.” You quickly dismissed his attempt at changing the subject and went to stand directly in front of him. You stood between his legs and grabbed his face to make him look at you as his hands automatically went to rest on your lower thighs. “Tell me what’s wrong.”

He stayed silent for a moment. “Your hands are feeezing.” He muttered and you smacked his shoulder while he laughed. “Seriously, I’m okay. My leg has just been bothering me a little since it’s gotten colder out.”

He gently took your hands in his and cupped them in his hands while he brought them close to his lips to blow warm air on them. You couldn’t help but feel warmer already with just his attention alone.

“Come on.” You whispered softly to him and took your hands away but not before grabbing onto one of his hands to try and pull him off the couch. “Let’s go take a warm bath. It’ll help you relax.”

“Well how could I say no to that.” He followed after you as you led him into the master bathroom that was connected to your shared bedroom.

After tossing the blanket into a basket you had in the corner you let him sit down on the toilet lid so he wouldn’t have to stand on his prosthetic anymore. As you turned on the water and got it set to a good temperature he was getting ready to take the prosthetic off but stopped when he saw you turn back to him.

“Do you want any help?” You asked, kneeling down so he would look you in the eyes. He gave you a soft smile in an attempt to reassure you but you and he both knew this was a new insecurity for him that he had yet to find a way around. “Here let me at least take the prosthetic off for you.”

And he let you but he stopped you from helping him any further the moment it was off. “Let me do the rest of this darlin.” You looked up at him as if just to ask if he was sure but all he did was cup your face in his hands and kiss your lips softly. “Please.”

“Okay..” you relented and stood to your feet. “I’ll be right back.” You gave him a chaste kiss on the cheek as you left the bathroom to let him have his privacy as he took everything else for the prosthetic off.

Though it had already been about a year, give or take, since Alex lost his leg it was still very much a new thing to him. You did your best to be there and support him but losing your leg was something you couldn’t understand and you knew that.

It was something that was a little easier for him to ignore when he was away on mission but something he felt a little harder when he was home with you. He didn’t mean to but sometimes he’d get into his head about it. You’d only helped him with his full routine for his leg maybe a few times when he was comfortable with it but never pushed him when he wasn’t.

You never thought less of him. If anything it made you fall more in love with him and you’d spend everyday reassuring him about how much you loved him if that’s what he needed. All you were happy about was that he made it home alive to you.

That’s all you’d ever care about.

“Y/n?” His voice broke you from your thoughts and you realized you were just standing at the dresser staring down at it. “Everything okay?”

“Yeah! Yeah sorry!” You called to him, quickly grabbing two pairs of sweats and a few shirts before making your way back to him. “Got distracted.”

He only hummed in response and watched you as you set the clothes down to come closer to him. He didn’t put up any resistance when you helped him take off his shirt and then again when you helped him with the rest of his clothes.

You helped him ease into the tub before turning off the water and turning away from him to strip from your own clothes.

“You’re so beautiful.” He practically whispered when you slid into the tub with him, his arms instinctively wrapping around you.

You almost immediately melted into him, your head finding its place on his chest just below his jaw. You hummed contentedly as your hand ran delicately over the arms he had wrapped around you. “I missed you today.”

He kissed the top of your head before replying, “I miss you everyday.” You chuckled at his response but his arms tightened around you slightly. “Every minute I’m away from you I miss you.”

The words settled in the air. You didn’t know how to respond to that so you just grabbed onto his hand so you could play with his fingers while he other hand traced gentle patterns just below your breast.

“Somethings on your mind.” He pointed out when he noticed you got lost in thoughts again. You didn’t answer and just continued to play with his fingers so he grabbed onto your left one with both of his to start massaging it.

“What are you doing?”

“Don’t act like I don’t know you start hurting in winter to, sweetheart.” He brought your hand to his lips to leave a kiss. “I know your joints start gettin stiff.”

You smiled softly. “You know me to well Mr. Keller.” You murmured, watching him rotate between both your hands.

“That’s my job darlin’” he kissed your shoulder this time. “Now tell me what’s on your mind.”

You hated asking him about his leave, you wish you could just sit here and enjoy every second you had with him. But he had been on leave for almost two weeks already and never said anything about when he was supposed to return to the field and you were starting to feel like your seconds were ticking down.

“When do you go back?” You asked him quietly and you could feel the way his chest deflated a little when he finally understood why you were so quiet.

“Beginning of next week.” He admitted and you went silent. It was Wednesday today. He could sense your sadness and the way you wanted to close yourself off but he wouldn’t allow it. “Baby don’t do that. Don’t think about it, let’s just enjoy the time we have okay?”

You could only nod and continue to watch him massage your hands gently. “Do you remember when we first met?” It was a weak attempt at changing the subject but he’d take anything you’d give him.

“How could I forget?” He chuckled. “The marines were on the track running that day and then there you came to deliver some papers. I couldn’t look away from you and you nearly made me trip when you turned and looked at me with that beautiful smile.”

You laughed at his recollection of your first meeting. In truth you had seen him around long before that but never approached him. Only because at the time you worked at a desk filling out paperwork and you’d only catch glimpses of him here and there so the moment someone asked for a volunteer to go deliver papers to someone who was training the marines you jumped at the opportunity.

It was safe to say you made an impression on him that day because the next day he found you at your desk and asked for your name with that charming smile of his.

“You were very charming.” You told him as you recalled the days after you started dating. “You would bring me flowers every week.”

“That reminds me I need to go buy you more, the ones I gave you are dying.” You laughed.

You had long since left that office job and found one that made you happier and you and Alex held strong through everything. You wouldn’t change a thing about your life with this man.

“I love you more than anything Alex.” You turned your head to look at him slightly and his hand that had been massaging your hand came up to gently hold your jaw so he could kiss you properly.

“I love you more than any words can express sweetheart.” He whispered against your lips and you smiled and snuggled closer to him.

You spent almost an hour in the bath just enjoying each other's presence. Soft touches shared between you as you both told stories of what you could remember from the beginning of your relationship. Laughs shared at every embarrassing detail the other would bring up and soft kisses placed as comfortable silence fell over you.

By the time you got out of the bath the water was getting cold and both your fingers were pruned but neither of you seemed to mind as you helped him out of the tub to get dressed before you left him there to get his crutches with a towel wrapped tightly around your own body.

When he was finally sat on his side of the bed and watching you go about your nightly routine he had a soft smile on his face. “Y/n?” He called your name softly as you emerged from the bathroom after brushing your teeth.

You hummed as you slid into the bed next to him before you saw the look on his face. A look that meant he had something he wanted to say but didn’t know how, it made you nervous. “You okay?”

“I was just thinking.” He looked away from you and to the dresser where one of your wedding photos was placed. “This next mission it’s going to be a long one..”

“Okay?” You said gently

“What would you think..” he took a deep breathe and looked back at you. “If this were to be my last mission?”

You felt your breathe catch in your throat as you looked at him to see if he was being serious. “Alex..are you sure? This is-this is your life! If you’re only doing this for me because you think I’m lonely-“

He grabbed your hand to get you to stop and you did. “It was my life for more years than I can even count. And I sacrificed a lot for it but I don’t want to sacrifice any more time with you.” You almost felt like you could cry. “We’ve been together damn near a decade and you’ve stayed by my side for it all. I see how many men die on the field, I see how many heartbroken spouses there are and I don’t want you to be one of them.”

“Alex..”

“I want to live my life with you Y/n, I want to start a family, move houses if you want, hell just do mundane things like bathe with you. I want to do it everyday.” He was ranting now so you could see how long he had been thinking about this. “I hate being away from you. I can't imagine ever putting you through the pain of losing me.”

He watched your expression closely, you had tears threatening to fall from your eyes. This was something you never even really let yourself think, you honestly didn’t think Alex would be the one to bring up retirement.

“Y/n?”

“Are you sure this is something you want to do Alex?” You had to ask him again. “You’re not just doing this for me right? This is something you want to do?”

He sighed slightly and moved to caress your jaw. “Sweetheart, I’ve been thinking about this since the last few deployments. I’ve been thinking about this since I almost sacrificed myself but was lucky enough to only lose a leg. So trust me it is something I want to do. I want to spend the rest of my life with you.”

Finally a few tears did manage to escape and you cupped his cheeks to bring him to you, kissing him like there’s a whole new hope for the two of you. “I love you so much.” You whispered when you pulled away and he wiped your tears.

“I love you too.” Then he was pulling you down so you were both laying on the bed and your head was safely tucked under his chin.

Silence enveloped you again before you broke it. “You wanna start a family eh?” He rolled his eyes at your playful tone and tickled your sides. His heart swelling as your laughter filled the room.

“Don’t push your luck.”

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