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urlocalfrogmammy · 4 years
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i’ll see you at the movies—george luz
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a dark night in a camp mackall cinema leads to george luz and y/n making a promise they intend to keep
tik tok pulled thru w this song. it just screams george luz at me. warnings: my love of vintage movies and film studies are really apparent. word count 1.3k of pure george luz floof
it was the march of 1943, and toccoa felt a lifetime ago. camp mackall was the closest thing to luxury you had experienced since before you'd left home, especially in comparison to fort benning. fort benning made toccoa feel like a spa holiday. thudding your kit onto the closest cot you could, you flung yourself onto it. "tired?" perconte asked, quirking a smile.
"you have no idea frank. no idea."
"hey guys!" hoobler rushed in, "you'll never guess what they've got! heated showers!" you couldn't help but grin at hoob's childlike wonder.
mackall had one thing that stood out the most to you, and your boyfriend. it had a cinema. your love of movies had bonded you with george luz from the first mention of john wayne. you'd spent hours together that night, chatting about movies and chain smoking in the PX tent. soon it became a weekly occurrence. the men all prayed to all that is holy that the pair of you would just admit you were in love. christmas day 1942, luz held a piece of mistletoe over your head (god knows where from) and you finally sealed lips. the relationship was open between the men, but you kept it discreet with the officers, god forbid sobel ever found out. the pair of you held back on the PDA and the officers would turn a blind eye to it.
even the food was better than anything in the other camps. the mess hall was busy with people enjoying it. "so fellas, and lady," skip always made an entrance, "how are we finding mackall?"
"it's better than benning." malarkey's opinion was muffled by the potato in his mouth.
"anything's better than benning. i never wanna see another frying pan again!" you laughed at george's reference and squeezed his knee under the table. he smiled at this affectionate gesture, placing his hand over yours. "it's got a cinema," you piped up, "i'm glad of that." the men all murmured an agreement, george especially. you were both beyond excited. now you could both could go see some movies, some fresh meat for the pair of you to dissect.
a few weeks passed. you'd practice field exercises, none of which had ended well. sobel trued his best, you'd give him that, but his best wasn't good enough. there was a universal feeling between enlisted men and officers alike. you wouldn't last five minutes out there with him in charge. finally you were lay on your cot, on your belly with your eyes closed, when you felt the mattress sink. two of luz's knees were straddling you and he leaned down. "they're playing a new movie tomorrow. it's got rita hayworth in it. and fred astaire."
"yeah?" you mumbled, too lazy to move now that you were nearly asleep.
"yeah." george kissed the shell of your ear.
"sounds good, baby." you lifted your head slightly and patted george's arm before thudding back down and enjoying the feeling of a bed. you couldn't help but smile as you felt him hop down, and crouch next to your bed. "not even a sneaky goodnight kiss?" he asked, fake pouting. you complied, pecking him on the lips and he grinned at you wildly. "sweet dreams, angel."
you spent a whole day training. jumps were getting more and more complicated, with rifles and other small arms. when you got back, however, that's when the real shock came. everyone was a victim. sobel had raided everything, and confiscated anything he considered contraband. the barracks were trashed, sheets turned over, footlockers open and emptied. all your letters were gone. sighing, you slammed the lid of your footlocker down and felt like screaming. "you too?" george asked, crouching down next to you.
"yeah. every single goddamn letter. how the fuck is that contraband?"
"sobel's... he likes asserting his power doesn't he? he can scream at us all he likes now, and it doesn't work. he's gotta find new tactics." you were on the verge of tears. "cmon. let's go outside huh?"
outside the barracks, you could slip behind them and gain a little privacy. you stood together, george's arm around your waist, smoking together in silence. he rubbed circles into your hips gently and you rested your head on his shoulder. "what's the film george?"
"you were never lovelier." he said, blowing smoke out of his mouth. smirking, he leaned down and crooned: "you are always lovely y/n!" you smacked his arm playfully, stroked his face, and gave him a peck on the lips. his warm brown eyes spoke of his love for you, without him having to open his mouth. "i'm sad he took away my letters." you nuzzled into his neck. "i miss home."
"we all do." there was nothing more george could say to comfort you, you knew that, so he instead pulled you into his chest for a hug.
the cinema was packed, but george managed to snag you both a seat at the back. you sat between him and sergeant lipton, he gave you a warm smile and a gentle hello as you sat down. george grasped you hand tightly in the dark. as the film started rolling, you could feel the excitement building up in you, and in george. you were a far cry happier than you were before you'd sat down.
"that was a good movie." bill lit up a cigarette and nodded in contentment.
"that was an amazing movie!" george smiled, arm over your shoulder.
"i'd kill to be as pretty as rita hayworth."
"aw, baby, you're a thousand times more beautiful that she could ever be!" george pinched your cheek and joe toye pretended to gag, asking you both to get a room.
"you're all just jealous because your girl isn't as smart as mine!"
bill chuckled, "she ain't that smart."
"oh yeah? y/n, baby, tell them about mr acuña."
"he is disgustingly misogynistic, manipulative, stubborn, and controlling!" you turned around and started to jump where you stood, "but film recognizes he is a problematic character, even if he never receives any kind of comeuppance for his terrible behavior! that's important! the film uses mr acuña to teach us that even if how we treat people doesn't lead to a punishment it doesn't mean it isn't wrong!" huffing after losing all your breath, you watched as the men started at you in amazement. "that's what i think anyway."
"that's my girl!" george shouted proudly.
the PX tent was where it really got good. both tipsy and excited, you and george were swinging round the dance floor singing the shorty george. “good people i'm telling you!"
"that the shorty george is the dance to do!" the pair of you started to wildly dance, you trying to tap dance like rita hayworth did, george tipping his garrison cap like fred astaire. the men cheered and clapped at this performance, finding it almost as amusing as the film itself. george swung you around and you squealed in utter delight. you were intoxicated, not by alcohol, but by george luz.
the alcohol did get to your heads though. stumbling down the dirt track, back to the barracks, you stopped to stare up at the sky. “what is it baby?” george slurred, grasping onto your jacket. “look! the stars! the cosmos! the world... it’s so big!” you laughed manically. george pulled you flush to him and grinned. “yeah, it is! one day baby... no listen... one day, when you come back to rhode island with me—”
“if i come back to—”
“when! baby this isn’t a negotiable. but i’m gonna take you to every damn cinema in the state! and... and... yeah!”
“and... i’ll kiss you in every one!” he leaned in and pulled you into a kiss. it was sloppy, but the love and affection you held for each other was poured into it. george’s hands rested on your cheeks, yours on his shoulders. “i love you.” those three words slipped out your mouth before you could stop them. george just pulled away properly and smiled. “i love you too baby.”
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lviolett · 5 years
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Keeper - Chen Mafia AU
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Keeper
Type: A Chen Fanfiction / Exo fanfiction
Genre: Mafia AU/ Angst/ Action/Romance
Pairing: Chen x OC | Jongdae x OC
OC - Kwang Minhee
Warning: Violence, Possible NSFW content
A/N: Since posts with links don’t appear on search (wth tumblr?) I have tagged each chapter with #chen keeper, so to find previous or next chapters, click on the tag to read them, thank you :)
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Sypnosis: Taken by one of the biggest Korean mafias, Kwang Minhee tries her hardest to adapt to her new life. Under the watchful gaze of her capturer Chen, there is no way out. Soon enough, however, she becomes a target of a series of attacks before Chen takes it upon himself to protect her. With enemies and allies all around her and shocking revelations of her past, Minhee struggles to keep herself sane and not fall for her keeper..
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Chapter 2
When Minhee woke to, she was in what seemed to be an infirmary somewhere, single white beds that one would expect to find in hospitals surrounded her, yet the dingy ceiling and windows bolted with metal boards let her know it wasn't a hospital.
She looked down to find herself in a long, loose-fitting t-shirt, acting as a hospital gown. Parts of her arms and legs were bandaged and her legs were restrained against the foot of the bed. She sat up with a jolt, panic washing over her as memories of what had happened presented themselves in her mind.
Thoughts such as 'Where am I?' What have they done to me?' and 'What are they gonna do to me?' ran through her head along with deep sadness but there was no one around to ask the questions and she sat there for what seemed like forever before someone walked through the door. She saw a man in a white coat enter and carefully close the door behind him, a clipboard in hand.
Seeing her awake, he smiled at her and she noticed the deep dimples of his cheeks. They really made him look innocent but she didn't think it would be the case considering he works with the kind of people who brought her here. But she also didn't understand the idea of a bunch of loan-sharks having an infirmary and doctors.
"How are you feeling?" asked the man, his voice soft as he proceeded to switch on a flashlight and hover over her.
"I'm..okay I guess," Minhee replied as he pulled out a tiny flashlight at her eyes and blinded her with the intense light.
He smiled as he informed her he was just checking her vitals before going back to his clipboard and writing something down.
Minhee decided it was the best time to ask him about her whereabouts.
Her voice felt a bit hoarse and she coughed which seemed to grab his attention.
"So..where am I? Who are you? And how long have I been here? Why are my legs tied to the bed?" she asked.
"Ah, well you're at the base of the Korean mafia. I'm Lay, the doctor here and you have been here for about 36 hours. Turns out, you were severely malnourished and starved and your body was pretty injured so it took you much longer to come to than a normal person who passed out from shock. Oh, and I was instructed to tie your legs in case you thought about escaping."
She gulped at the information. Korean mafia. Oh NO. there was no telling if they were ever gonna let her go now.
Her face might have shown her incredulous expression because the next thing Lay does is laugh slightly and says, "Yeah, you're most likely not getting out of here."
Her heart plummeted. His laughter had given her some form of hope but his words dashed them all down.
Just then, the door to the room opened and she saw the same man who brought her here enter. Now that she was not feeling like death, she only started to notice the features of his body.
Clad in all black yet again, he was of medium height and built, and she could see his muscles from under his shirt sleeve as he crossed his arms against his chest, walking towards Lay. He didn't look as dangerous as the day before but just the aura he exuded sent a red alarm through her mind and she started to concentrate on breathing steadily. Though as soon as he stepped in front of her beside Lay, her breath hitched. A shining piece of metal, that she guessed was a gun, gleamed at her from its place on the holster of his belt.
Terror seized her but before she could think of escaping, she heard him ask Lay, "She's awake huh? Fina-fucking-ly." she gulped and heard Lay say with a warning tone, "Chen, please." Then she heard the man, now she knows as Chen, huff before he directed a question towards her.
"What's your age?" Something about the tone of his voice rattled her and she felt anxiety growing in the pit of her stomach. Trying to control her anxiety, she must have taken too long to answer before he said with a harsh tone, "I asked you something!"
"I'm-I'm 19" she managed to answer, trying to not look directly at him.
He tilted her head up towards his face and she looked in his eyes as a smile formed on his face, a smile that made him look completely harmless.
"Then you're old enough," he said and she felt her blood run cold, realizing what he could have meant. Her eyes widened and her breath started coming out in short gasps as he let go of her face and he grinned happily before Lay grabbed him by his arm and took him to the far end of the room.
"What exactly are you doing Chen?" she heard Lay ask him, their attempt at whispering was turning out to be a failure since the room was completely quiet and she could hear everything.
"I'm doing my work. This is the mafia, what do you expect to do with girls like her?"
"Okay listen, the type of work you're planning to set her off to? She won't be able to handle it. That's years of malnourishment, she's not gonna survive it." Lay was explaining, and Minhee felt thankful to him, he was really trying to save her.
She saw Chen look her way and she immediately dropped her head, concentrating on the fabric of the bedsheet and she heard him sigh.
"Okay fine, but what do I do with her then, apart from killing her? She clearly can't fight, I don't trust her with information, doesn't have the loyalty to be a spy for us and, " he turned towards her, "Do you know how to hack or use computers at all?" he asked and she nodded a no, replying meekly, "I was never allowed any devices.."
He looked at Lay as if to say, 'See?' and Lay sighed and looked away.
"But.." Minhee began as she tried gripping at any last chance of a life, "I can clean. I'm-I'm very good at household work. I can clean every speckle of dirt and..and blood, anything really. And I can cook and wash too, just please.." she trailed off, unsure of what they were gonna say.
Lay then said, "She could become a maid here, but I think it's too dangerous for her over here." Chen nodded and said, "And she could mess up a lot over here."
"Why don't you make her as your maid?" Lay asked and Chen raised an eyebrow critically at him.
"What? You're barely ever there and it's more like a junkyard than a house. Plus, the place needs some seriously good cleaning after that group of guys you tortured over there," said Lay as he flinched at the memory of it.
Minhee was horrified, thinking about the kind of place she'd have to clean but it was better than whatever Chen was sending her off to do or die so she figured she'd take it. She held her breath as Chen pondered over the idea.
"Ugh, fine," he said with a groan and she felt hopeful about the tragedy that was her life.
"But," he warned as he walked to her bed, "any hint or thought of escaping, any step out of line, then you're dead meat. Do exactly you're told to do."
Minhee frantically nodded her head. She wouldn't dare.
"How long does she have to stay here?" Chen asked Lay and Lay looked at the clipboard in hand before saying, "Just give me a couple of hours for some rest and food and she'll be ready to go."
Chen nodded and looked her over one last time before he left.
As soon as the door closed behind him, She breathed a huge sigh of relief; that man was so unnerving, but she was glad he was giving her a chance. She turned to Lay and thanked him, he really helped her after all. Lay just shook his as he smiled, and then told her to get some rest before he left the room to arrange food for her, she assumed.
However, gloominess and anxiety surrounded her thoughts and she made a small prayer, thinking of her parents, her real ones, before she felt sleep take over her, hoping it would be better than what her life was so far.
A/N: I know the chapters are short but I’m in the middle of my exams so I’m not able to write as much as I want to. Still wanted to get this up! Chapters will be longer after next week. 
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