Band of Brothers Preferences and Imagines

George Luz Imagine #3

  Y/N hummed at she walked into the Eagle's Nest. A whistle leaving her lips as her eyes scanned the room. Taking in all the nice and expensive items that belonged to the previous Nazi Officers that occupied the place. She walked over to a desk as she heard a few other Paratroopers file into the large room and she looked at the different amount of components littered all over the desk. The female Paratrooper taking each item into her hands and observing it. It had been a very long time since she had seen so many nice and valuable things. First it was a watch,  then a small figurine of some sorts, a small tea cup that was was the prettiest shade a white and blue. Though, one thing that caught her eye specifically was a shine. Her hands slowly placed the cup down and her focus now drawn to the item that carried the large glint. That being a beautiful set of diamond earrings. Y/n was left in total awe. 

  See, Y/N grew up on the poorer sides of things. She worked hard her entire life along side her parents to make ends meet. Though, she never really had anything new or expensive. Especially when it came to clothing and jewelry. She only owned one pair that had been passed down through her mother's side of the family. And the female only wore them on extremely special occasions. And now, here she was, staring agape at the most beautiful piece of shiny jewelry she had ever seen. She slowly reached her hand down the the dangling pair of earrings.

  "Hey Doll, snag anything good yet?" A familiar man spoke loudly from behind her. Popping up to her side. Y/N jumped, lurching her hand back to her side as her body jolted upwards. A hand going to her chest from shock as she gulped, looking over to the man. That man being George Luz, standing there with a wide grin on his face and a lot of junk in his hands. 

  "Jesus George! Don't sneak up on me like that! I thought you were a damn Kraut or something!" Y/N huffed as she pushed the Paratrooper's shoulder lightly. In which he just chuckled and snaked an arm around her waist. 

  "Aw Doll, you know I'm too cute to be any Kraut! And you didn't answer my question," he placed a soft kiss on her temple. She hummed and turned, breaking away from the male. Who let out a small whine in protest and turned around with her and followed her gaze down to the desk in front of them. He quickly grabbed a few items, including the ones that she had just looked at. 

  George's gaze quickly landed on the earrings, who Y/N was still gawking over. He cracked a small smile, knowing all about how she lived before they met way back in Paratrooper training. He thought it was cute seeing how Y/N was almost drooling over the piece of jewelry. He grabbed them slowly and brought them up to her hands. Which she quickly cupped in front of her body. Y/N's lover gently placed them in Y/N's  small hands. She looked at them and ran her thumbs over the shiny rocks that created the beautiful piece.

  "Why don't you try them on doll, I know you want to," he grinned as she looked up at him. Her lips quickly forming into a smile and she bite her bottom lip. Quickly walking over to a vanity with a big mirror. Sitting on the soft cushion seat while starring back at her reflection. George leaning down to look at his own reflection. Resting his head on her shoulder. She noticed how dirty she looked. How gross her hair looked. At all the dirt that was covering his S/C skin. In the moment, she had a strange feeling of vulnerability. These Nazi Officers lived this lavish lifestyle throughout this awful war that their commander in charge, Adolf Hitler, started. Whilst grunts like her and the rest of Easy Company, and men all over the globe, were dying every day of frigid temperatures, blood thirsty enemies, sickness, or god knows what. She couldn't even remember the last time that she had a shower. Y/N then glanced at the grinning man whose head rested on top of her right shoulder. His smile could light up anyone's life. No matter what. And don't even get the woman started on this man's laugh. It makes her heart melt each time.

  'How do I deserve him?' was all she thought. No matter how much mud, blood or dirt that was covering him and his uniform. No matter how much of a beard he had. He was so perfect in her eyes. Everything was perfect. But she looked like this. A female G.I. whose hair was knotted and covered in mother nature's grossest. 'He could land any time he wants, but he still choosing me?'

  George new that look that was etched onto his woman's face. He looked at her through the mirror. He pressed a sweet kiss onto the top of her head. Reaching down slowly, his eyes never leaving Y/N's E/C orbs. Grabbing the earrings gently out of her dainty hands and pulling her hair to tuck it between her ears. "You know you are the most beautiful woman I have ever set my eyes on," he spoke softly as he placed one earring oh so carefully into the piercing hole on her left earlobe. Y/N scoffed slightly and shut her eyes. Averting her gaze from his when she opened them.

  "Funny joke, Georgie," she exhaled as she looked back at him through the reflection of the mirror. He frowned slightly as he placed the other earring in. He then leaned over her, so his arms were now over her shoulders and his hands rested on the vanity in front of them. His chin rested on her hair, taking a deep breath and exhaling quite dramatically. For once, George was putting aside his jokes and trying to be serious. Most of the times, he showed his love through jokes, impressions, or god knows what else would come to the Paratroopers mind.

  "I'm serious Y/N, you're the most prettiest woman I have ever laid my eyes on," he spun her around in the cushion seat. She was now staring at him instead of her reflection. he earrings dangled from her ears. The shine sticking out clear as day compared to her rugged, dirty and tattered uniform. George meant his words with every bit of himself. He had fallen in love with the woman back in the beginning of all this shit. Way back three years ago when their boots first hit the dirt in Camp Toccoa. She was the first female in the Airborne, but she fit in so well with the rest of the men. Laughing, cracking jokes immediately as all the guys were being placed into their companies. And when she came up to George, forget it. He fell for her when she jogged over. A wide smile on her face, her hair swaying from side to side whilst in a tight ponytail. How she stuck out her hand as he was at a loss for words. And it was just the beginning.

  George placed his calloused hand so he could cup her cheek. Y/N smiled softly as she leaned into his soft touch. George did have his sweet moments. Besides his normal sweet. Like no jokes, just straight feelings. "Honest doll, you are better than any goddamn model. Whether covered in dirt, mud, and sweat. Or dressed up with a bunch of makeup. And once we get out of this mess of a war. I'm going to take your beautiful ass home, put a ring on that finger, you are going to put those earrings on along with a pretty white dress. I don't want no model that cries if she breaks a nail. I want a strong, determined woman that has killed more Krauts than I have. And that woman is you."

  Y/N was sort of shocked hearing the emotion that was leaving her boyfriend's lips. Sure he had been sincere in the past. But nothing like this. Not one joke left his mouth the entire time! What a shocker. She smiled and cupped his cheeks, pulling him down so their lips met for a short second. "I'd be more than happy George to do that. But first, you and I need some showers," Y/N started, standing up whilst George's arms wrapped around her waist pulling her close. Leaving no space between them. She giggled as the tips of their noses touched. "And a little birdie told me that there was a shower that was free," George smirked as he thought he understood what the female Paratrooper was implying to. He hummed as his head went into the crook of her neck, planting small kisses all over the surface area. Y/N bit her bottom lip slightly as she let out a laugh. Throwing her head back as her lover grazed across the ticklish spot of her neck. 

  "Though, I call the first shower!" she shouted, quickly wiggling out of her man's grasp and taking off down the hall, pushing past a small group of Replacements that were entering the Eagle's Nest. George scoffed for a second, his hands dropped to his sides. Soon going to his hips as he stared at the now disappearing figure of his woman. "I'm totally marrying her," he exhaled as he chuckled. Quickly taking off in pursuit of the woman, the shine of those diamond earring still in her ears. George already knew what he was in for soon for his future with the love of his life. And he was more than happy with it.