Origins Crew x Reader Oneshots/Preferences

(Edward Richtofen x Reader)

You hissed in pain as you felt the lukewarm liquid hit your still open wound. He wrapped new bandages around your leg and helped you stand up, you leaning onto him for support.

It has been about 2 weeks since Takeo, Nikolai, Tank and Edward took you in. They previously found you laying in a puddle of your own crimson blood, pooled particularly around your leg. You couldn't recall specific details, only vivid memories.

You were venturing through an unfamiliar area when you were caught offguard by a loud gunshot, and by instinct making you duck down. You ended up falling into a ditch and must have caught your leg on something sharp while falling. You were mildly concussed for a while, but became better after a few days.

They decided, after seeing the state you were in, to take care of you until you were fit to leave. One man, Richtofen, insisted that he was infact a doctor, and that alone was all the convincing that you needed. Richtofen didn't exactly have a needle and thread handy, so the healing process was taking a lot longer than it should.

You sat down on a bench, Richtofen's arm releasing your waist as you removed your grip from his shoulder.

"Are jou alright now, liebling?" He asked softly, taking a seat next to you.

"Yes. Thank you" You simply responded.

He was constantly checking up on you, cleaning and changing your bandages regularly. You felt so lucky to have bumped into them. Him.

Him.

You watched as Richtofen stood up. He wiped his bloody hands on a towel and walked out of the room. You sat there by yourself, getting your thoughts together. You said that once you were healed you would leave, but you weren't sure if you wanted that now. You just wanted to stay here. With them. With him.

You hoisted yourself up using dents in the wall and painfully limped out to where the other guys are.

"Jou should not be valking on jour leg.."
"She isn't"
"Still.."

Richtofen and Dempsey conversed back and forth for a while, gradually becoming more aggressive until you intervened.

"I'm fine, guys. Honestly." You smiled and sat between the two. One thing you know for certain in this place is that Tank and Edward are always starting some petty argument. Over literally anything.

"Leg any better?" Nikolai asked.
"It's getting there..." You replied with a small smile.

After a moment of silence, you decided to make an announcement.

"I don't know if you guys would appreciate this or not but i was thinking...instead of leaving when my leg is better i want to stay here. With you guys" You stated, earning whole-hearted smiles in return.

"Of course, liebe. We vould love for jou to stay"

Richtofen put his hand on yours, startling you for a second. He immediately pulled away awkwardly after noticing your physical response and stood up.

"I vill be back" He simply said and then left into the other room you were just in.

"I'm going to follow him" You told the other 3, once again making the painful trip to another room. You found Edward hunched over a table with some medical gear.

"Hey.." You greeted with a small but sweet smile.
"Hello liebe" He responded.

You raised an eyebrow.

"You always call me 'liebe.' What does it mean?" You inquired.

He just stood up and walked over to you.

"Perhaps it is best if ich demonstrate.."

Before you could ask what he was going to do, you felt his cold lips sink into yours, fitting like a puzzle. A perfect fit.

It was a sweet but passionate kiss. He sat you down and gently pulled your sore leg onto his lap as he pulled away from your lips. He wrapped a warm, thick material around your bandaged leg.

"The heat should help with zhe pain" He smiled, then pulled you completely onto his lap, planting a quick kiss onto your lips.

You smiled and relaxed into his arms, feeling warm and content.

"I love you.." You mumbled.
"Vhat vas that?" Richtofen smirked.

You rolled your eyes and kissed him on the cheek.

"I love you, asshole."
"I love you too, Liebling."