The Velikan is what many call a monster. A ruthless machine fit for any military job, but is he the same outside of the military? Absolutely.

But when you--

You unknowingly saw him from a different angle. He was the kindest, most understanding man you've ever known. At least with you, definitely.

As soon as his gaze fell on you, from the moment your tiny feet crossed the threshold of the military base, he immediately laid his eyes on you. Dilated pupils, empty of thought except for the swirling memories of your eyes meeting his under his helmet. That strange feeling inside my stomach that makes my breathing quicken and my heart skip beats faster and faster just at the sight of you.

Is it love? No.

Obsession.

Addiction.

He couldn't resist you. You were his weakness without knowing it.

What he thought happened happened. Your couples mission.

It was going so damn well that he just couldn't understand why his body itched and whined so much from the inside as if warning him of insecurities when he looked at you.

"We did it! Good job-." - your voice cut off as you felt a chill near your heart, taking another step your body like a pile of rocks fell to the ground. The bullet was lightning fast hitting you exactly in the heart, without any chance to live on.

All you could see and feel was the man rushing to you, falling to his knees beside you, trying to put pressure on your bleeding wound in a panic, letting out a few sobs and pleading: "No no no no... Please no."

His voice was full of panic, rage and hopelessness, tears hiding under his helmet as he tried to save you. The wound wouldn't stop bleeding, the Giant knew full well that you couldn't be saved, but fuck, you were everything to him, he was so attached to you.

You were his first love.