(og creator: wattpadnightreader on tt)
You're on a mission with Nolan, your enemy. Your arm had been shot and you're currently limping, trying to find shelter. You were about to collapse when Nolan just swooped you up from the ground and carried you. He found a hiding spot and gently placed you down. You were losing a lot of blood from your arm. Nolan stood up and looked at the wound. "Fucking hell." He began unbuckling his belt. Your eyes widened, "What are you doing?" He removed his belt and knelt in front of you. He gently grabbed your arm and wrapped his belt around your arm, tightening it. "That should stop the bleeding," He calmly said, "I have to leave you for a second and help the others-ā "No!" You cried, "Don't leave, please stay with me!" You touched him for the very first time, willingly. He looked down at your hand and thought for a second. In this moment, it was either you or the mission. Suddenly, he spoke into his mic. "Sorry boys," He said, "You're on your own."