#wicki

A/N: I'm so so so sorry this took so long! I definitely loved writing this request, since it’s a bit different than what I’d usually write. I’m also very unsure about how it turned out, so I hope you enjoy!

You were never anything special. You didn’t have any talents, you weren’t abnormally good at something, you were just an average girl. An average girl in the war, you must read. Girls in the war where a whole another thing, but you knew Aldo Raine well, and he knew damn well how you handled a weapon. Gun, knife, hands, that were things you were good with. And thus, he recruited you for the Basterds. You usually stayed in the back, not drawing too much attention to yourself. You were never one to be in the spotlight, and especially as a woman between these men, that was the last thing you wanted.

But one of those men made your heart beat ten times faster. Corporal Wilhelm Wicki. Now, you weren't exactly the most confident person, to say the least. The back was were you preferred to be. And that was where you remained. You were a great soldier but Aldo respected your wishes of staying more in the back.

But that man, he made you want to be noticed. You wished that he could just hold you, but this was the war. The war wasn't a place for love, and you were too shy anyway. So you never really spoke to him, only when it was mandatory. You never spoke much either way, so it didn't make a difference.

He barely even noticed you. That was, until he managed to wound his hand, and you were the only available to take care of him. The others were doing their things, being Basterds, killing Nazi's. So he ran to you, taking cover with you, and showed. A large wound was seen on his palm, and you immediately dropped your weapon. You weren't a nurse, but you knew how to at least disinfect and bandage up the wound. With each move and touch you were as gentle as possible, making sure you didn't hurt him. Just a few meters away a heavy gunfight took place, but you barely even noticed it. You applied some sulfa to the wound, and then did your best attempt to bandage him up. If you looked at it yourself, it wasn't even that bad!

But before you could even turn away to clean up, he had already gone back. You would’ve called after him, but you couldn’t. Something inside of you stopped you. Maybe it was the anxiety, or maybe it was just the adrenaline. You hadn’t processed it at all. 

And like that, you continued to admire him from afar. You were asked more and more to function as a nurse, and sometimes you were convinced Wicki came for each and every little scratch. But maybe that’s just what you wanted.

Wicki and Stiglitz helping you learn German.

“I want to understand some of what our enemies are saying, here, men. Can you help me?”

Wicki and Stiglitz shared a questioning glance before it was WIcki that responded.

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I choose you, now you have to deal

But you’re so cute, you can make me chill