You tended to distance yourself from your captain, Price, despite his constant attempts to be your close friend.

You always reminded him that you didn’t care about him, but if that were true, why were you crouched beside him with tears in your eyes?

“Fucking hell, Price-“ You hiss, holding the gun shot wound to stop the bleeding. You can tell he was on the verge of passing out.

“Keep your eyes on me, you fucking idiot!” You growl. You hold his chin so he’s forced to look at you.