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A wounded arm for a broken shoulder | M. De Lafayette


Title: "A wounded arm for a broken shoulder"
Warnings: One curse word and war
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Length: Medium-long, seven hundred twenty three (723) words 
Author's notes: If you expected a bloody gruesome scene of war, sorry well I fear blood. So I just have a vague view of the battlefield.

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Y/n's POV~


   I walk out of my tent with my long rifle slug over my shoulder ready to be used to make those red coats—redder. I walk out to where General Lafayette told the battalion to meet. I looked around to see no one but the general.

"General, I'm ready to report." I salute him. He barely see's me since he's neck deep in maps and plans. Also that he's like six foot two.

"You're the first to arrive." I melt internally at his airy r's and his thick, thick French accent. He's also so handsome but he's also a military genius, but the battlefield is not a place for love. He could die, I could die. All I've been doing is pushing aside all these feelings—

"Y/n L/n!" I jump at the sound of general Lafayette saying my name. I quickly run to he's side. He's never called me by my first name. He explains that our battalion will be in Chesapeake Bay while Hamilton's battalion and French ships will corner the Lobsterbacks. I nod as I try to focus. I need to focus, if we win this we win this blood-soaked war. But I have no one to go home to. My parents and siblings were killed by the the red coats before the war begun.

"Mon chérie are you listening?"

"Yes! So you want us to..."

As general Lafayette and I discussed how we were going to attack, others soon came and listened. But quicker than as we had discussed the plan we where off to fight the regulars.


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I look around to what I had remembered to be people that were next to me were now motionless on the ground. I load my rifle and aim fatally at a red coat and down he went. I saw Lafayette, I was about to tell him to retreat. Suddenly, as I look at the opposing side I see a soon to be condemned red coat aiming at him. I run faster than I ever that I could.

   "LAFAYETTE!" I hit him with the butt of the gun and he fell. Then a stinging sensation started on my shoulder.

   "BLAZING HELL!"  I yelled as I fell down holding my shoulder. Lafayette caught me as he spoke in French, which I assume was cursing because of the expression he wore.

   "Mon cheri! Stay awake, don't close your belle eyes! Stay with me!"

   "Win, win, win..." Black. Was all I could see black.


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   The first sound I heard was a low whisper.

   "The world turned upside down..." I opened my eyes as I think. Am I in heaven? One way to prove. I raised myself up and I look around and—I'm laying on a cot. Nope, not heaven. But what looked like heaven was sitting on the edge of my cot. General Lafayette. He turned to me and smiled. I tried speaking but my voice was dried. I looked at him as he had wrapping on his left arm.

   "Bonjour." He said I tried again to use my voice.

   "Did we, did we, win?" I tried getting up, but the pain in my shoulder returned. He slid closer in concern as I flinched. He had his hands close to my elbows to grab. I looked at his deep, deep brown eyes. I leaned and kissed him. His eyes widen at the sudden action. He slowly closed them and kiss back. I stopped to get my breathe back.

"What happen to your arm?"

"You broke my arm."

"How?" I cocked my head on the side wondering how I could've broke his arm if I had been shot and unconscious.

"Remember you hit my arm with the gun? Yes, you saved my life." I look down in embarrassment. I broke his arm. I also kissed him.

"Sorry..." I mumble. He picks my head up with his pointer finger.

"Sorry for what? You did nothing wrong." I looked at him, but my face was getting hotter by the second.

"F-for breaking y-your arm a-and k-kissing y-you. Y-you p-probably h-have a g-girlfriend o-or a w-wife." I stutter but he gives me an absolute sincere look in his eye.

"Y/n t'aime." I may not know any really useful words in French but I knew what that meant.

"I love you too."



A/n:
Hey, just a little reminder that if you enjoyed please vote or request because I am open! Did anyone see the new Spider-Man movie? It was sooooo good. Tom Holland is my husband along with Peter Parker. Also I just published a Spider-Man x Reader. It only has one chapter, but please if you also enjoyed it, please vote or add it to your reading list/library! Thanks

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