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Roach's eyes were attentively observing her small, delicate hands, the same ones he likes to kiss and caress. You were cleaning and finishing bandaging his ankle. Nothing too serious, just a cut that Roach could easily take care of but he… liked watching you do it. I would like to see you working in that white coat that you love.
"Girl." Roach murmurs, patting the top of his head. Oh, he's so proud of his little girl...
Roach knows how hard you've worked for this job. Being a base nurse was serious, you hardly had time to rest, someone was always injured on a mission and obviously... you had to be there. But you really liked your job! And Roach knew it. Okay, maybe I miss you a little. He misses sneaking down the halls to your bedroom to sleep curled up with you. He misses his little encounters. But it's okay... you can be patient, right? At the moment, he had been injured in training. A silly cut, no big deal, he could handle it. But the idea of seeing you working, in that white coat... was more tempting.
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