After the World Has Fallen~ John Egan x Reader

Boot Camp?

"Alright. Everyone Move!", a German soldier yelled to the Americans around him.

Everyone swiftly stood up, rushing out of the cart as ordered once it had stopped. Helping each other down, they step foot onto the muddy ground. The clouds were grey and there were puddles everywhere. Looking around the open area of what looks to be a boot camp is settled in front of the group. Barbed wire fencing covering who knows how much land with cabins stationed almost everywhere.

There was a plethora of American soldiers littering the enemy camp. Some taking notice of those who have arrived are pushed up against the fences closest to them to see who made it in. Pushing the group forward, the soldiers make their way down the aisle lined with fencing. Soldiers are screaming at them, some being recognized. The Germans are keeping a close eye on them, ensuring they wouldn't make a move to escape. It was open field beyond them though they wouldn't get far without being sniped from the towers or run down from the guard dogs.

Y/N loves animals, especially large breeds of dogs, but here? There was no way. Teeth barred, and barking at everyone who passed, wanting to be released just to pull them to the ground was not a dog she would try to pet. She was definitely scared. Who wouldn't be?

She makes it through the crowd, pushing her way into an open area. She looks around once more before her eyes land on a man she recognized. Quite beat up but still the same handsome face she remembers. Exhaling a breath of relief, John Egan turns around looks shocked at the sight. A smile lights up her face and she doesn't hesitate to run towards the man. Meeting him in the middle, he stumbles back from the force Y/N put on him by practically running into him. She wraps her legs around his waist whilst he easily holds her up with his arms around her hips.

He buries his face into her neck and breathes her in. "I thought I lost you", he mumbles. "I looked for you, you know."

"Jesus Christ John. Never tell me to jump out of a plane again", she laughs.

"Either that or go down with the plane."

"Sometimes we've gotta make sacrifices."

He chuckles and pulls away from her neck. He places her back onto the ground and gets a good look at her face. Y/N does the same, bringing her hands up and putting them on either side of his face, his body involuntarily leaning into the touch as she analyzes his bruised eye.

"Who'd you piss off this time?", she asks, noticing the bruising was quite recent.

"Don't worry about it sweetheart", he says while giving her his charming smile.

Oh, how she's missed that sight.

"Did you put ice on it?"

"Yes, mom, I did."

Y/N rolls her eyes and takes her hands away to which Bucky's head had moved towards them slightly, yearning for her touch. Now, he can begin scanning her cut up figure more clearly, his eyes twisting with concern.

"And what happened to you?", he says while grabbing her hands and running his thumbs over the bruised skin. He then pulls up her sleeves, revealing the scratch marks that she had gotten a few days ago.

She shrugs. "I met a cute German man, and well, it turned into a one-night stand gone wrong", she jokes with a witty grin. "Quite unfortunate."