Gunter x Reader Part 1 (Non Lemon.................)

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Two people requested this, SomeRandomVampire and OwenSno.

I'm writing this on a bus…

Only part 1!

Onwards!

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You groaned quietly, carrying a box about twice your weight. Partially as training, partially because the damned thing was full of supplies and nobody else was putting in any effort right now to clean up.

Rightfully so, seeing as a lot of people were in the infirmary. A recent attack on the Deeprealm had crippled your army's forces, and anyone that COULD be were helping heal or repair.

You were not well trained in either, instead taking your time to organize the armory.

And the infirmary.

And the kitchen.

The weapons store, cleaning closets, your room.

You had been cleaning more than even Jakob had been, but after three weeks of non-stop stress cleaning, you were starting to get desperate.

So you had asked around for odd-jobs to do. You had been too and from villages with supplies, sharpened every weapon in the castle, mended and repaired clothes, armor, and tools.

Two months of people being in the infirmary.

Two months of you training, cleaning, and repairing.

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You were bored out of your mind.

...Which brings us back to the box. As the Lord in charge of the castle, it was your job to manage inventory. So, you had spent the first four hours of your day sorting everything in the armory and weapons' storage… twice.

You were now attempting to lift the box onto the shelf, (again) when your childhood caretaker showed up, pulling the box out of your grasp with ease and setting it on the shelf.

"Milord, you shouldn't be lifting things like that. You'll strain your back."

"And thank you too, Gunter."

He sighed, lifting another box onto the shelf as well. You watched him do this a few times, silently, speaking up once the shelves were all filled.

"The rest of them go here." You gestured to the corner behind you. "Willing to help with that part, too?"

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"Thank you, Gunter!"

He chuckled slightly, ruffling your hair. "Of course, milord."

His hand stayed there for a few moments before moving to gently cradle your chin.

"Gunter?"

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So APPARENTLY my smut writing ability is low right now... I'll add part 2 later... Yeah...

Make sure to comment requests and I'll see you later. Ciao!

(Picture from Fire Emblem Wiki)

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