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Zussman x Reader
Set during the battle of the bulge
"(L/n) those ammo crates aren't gonna fucking move themselves! Get your ass moving and get it done! You too Zussman." Pierson's shout could be heard throughout this entire forest, it was the day after Christmas and it had been anything but jolly. You and Zussman were ordered to unload the new supplies from the trucks and store them. But the freezing temperatures and lack of proper nutrition was making it complex. "Hey, (y/l/n) would you have ever thought that getting new socks and ammo would be considered a Christmas gift?" Zussman asked while smiling, "no, actually I was hoping for some Chanel lipstick or face powder" you reply while chuckling. He moves closer to you and says quietly "you know in my opinion I think you look like a movie star, so I'd say that all that makeup would be unnecessary." Blushing at his compliment you were about to respond until Pierson marched back over the both of you and asked "how is your progress going (y/l/n)?" You shyly looked up at him and replied " its coming along but could I take a break I haven't ate anything since yesterday and my canteen is empty." Pierson just gave you that mean smirk and said " that's truly unfortunate (y/l/n) but no one is eating until these damn trucks are unloaded! Do I make myself clear?" "Yes sir" you reply weakly and get back to work.
About an hour had passed since you had gotten scolded by Pierson and you felt as if your body was at its limit. As you were moving the last crate of ammo you felt your legs give out and you tumbled down a small hill. Zussman ran to grab and and frantically asked "oh my god (l/n) are you okay? I need a medic over here!" The medics eventually came and questioned Zussman "what happened?" He was still shaken but responded " we were unloading the trucks but she didn't look to well and she said she was hungry and thirsty but that stubborn bastard Pierson told her to carry on!" The medic just nodded and told him you'd be ok and ordered him to leave.
Zussman's POV
To say I was infuriated would be an understatement (y/n) was the nicest person in this platoon and Pierson has been losing his sanity ever since Turner died. This whole platoon was a mess at the moment but the only thing that mattered to me right now was making sure (y/l/n) was alright.
It was getting close to night fall when I was cleaning my gun and saw something familiar walking towards me, it was (y/l/n)! She looked ten times better than she did earlier today. "Hey, looks like you made it out alive!" I shouted She just laughed and replied "yeah I guess." We talked for several minutes until I turned to her and said " (y/l/n) I'm sorry about what happened if you weren't feeling well you could have just told me and I would have gotten Aiello or Daniels to help me." She shook her head and responded "nonsense, we had a job to do I just should have ate more today." I still was pretty upset about the situation and I think she could see that, but what happened next surprised me. She lightly grabbed my hand and whispered "thank you for caring, Zussman" I responded by laying my other hand on top of hers and smiling. We stayed that way for a few seconds until she exclaimed "oh I almost forgot!" She went to check her coat pocket and pulled out what looked to be a croissant. I chuckled a little bit and asked "um (y/l/n) why do you have a croissant in your pocket?" She just smirked and said "well let's just say I got back at Pierson by sneaking into his tent and stealing it when he wasn't in." She broke off half a piece and moved closer to me, "You sneaky little beaver" I commented while chewing on the bread.
