thrillingdetectivetales: Davie and Alan from the play, Kidnapped, kissing on the moors. Both men's faces are obscured. Davie has a hand on Alan's cheek. (Snafu heartbreak)
COME TAKE ME HOME AGAIN
Merriell "Snafu" Shelton/Eugene Sledge

Merriell had figured out pretty early on that the war was going to haunt him one way or another. He just hadn’t expected it to manifest quite like this—the privileged son of some prominent Alabama doctor baying like a stray at Merriell’s heels for permission to follow him home.

Author's Note: This fill was written for the Loose Lips Sink Ships Prompt Meme, which, if y'all aren't already participating, you really should because it's super fun. The prompt was:

"Canon divergence. Sledge wakes up before Snafu leaves the train."

Thanks to [personal profile] muccamukk and [personal profile] scandalinbohemia for looking it over in early draft form and convincing me that it wasn't total garbage. The version posted below hasn't been officially beta-read so any mistakes are mine.

You can also read it on AO3.



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thrillingdetectivetales: Davie and Alan from the play, Kidnapped, kissing on the moors. Both men's faces are obscured. Davie has a hand on Alan's cheek. (Sledgefu smiling with smokes)
BAD IN THE BLOOD
Merriell "Snafu" Shelton/Eugene Sledge

“Think you can stand for me?”

It seemed a peculiar question to Eugene’s feverishly wheeling mind, so he cracked an eye up at Shelton—who was frowning handsomely down at him, looking good enough to kiss despite his sweat-stained undershirt and dirt-streaked face, hair slightly matted from a few days’ lack of shower—and sighed exhaustedly, “Why?”

“Gotta get you down to the aid station,” Shelton explained. His hand was still resting possessively on Eugene’s back, his touch astonishingly tender against Eugene’s clammy, goose-pimpled skin. “Can’t have you dyin’ all alone in your rack a week before we ship outta this shithole for good, an’ that putain de docteur on duty got himself so busy with some inventory checklist he can’t be bothered with a house call.”

“Ain’t dyin’,” Eugene mumbled contrarily.

“Might could be,” Shelton shot back.


Author's Note: Written for [community profile] hc_bingo , with only extremely surface-level research into period-accurate medical procedures and rushed along anyway because I just wanted to get it done, dammit. Follows along with show canon, where Snafu goes with Sledge and—presumably—the rest of K Company to do occupation duty in China, but borrows the bit about blood poisoning and the "hot soak" treatment from the actual canon of Sledge's book "China Marine."

This my first foray into writing these two, and I sincerely hope that I did them justice. Many thanks to [personal profile] scandalinbohemia for the quick-pass and suggestions, which made this fic roughly six thousand times better and several hundred words shorter. You are a gem.

You can also read it over on AO3.

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