Thunder shakes the training grounds, the rain is pelting down over them as the Black Army Queen slings your arm around him, bringing you inside. Everyone already left for the night but here you were training until you couldn’t take it anymore.

It’s late; he doesn’t know when Kyle will be able to come see you or if he even has the ability to patch you up for just the night. Seriously, what went through your head? He feels his composure has completely disappeared.

“Goddammit.” Sirius tears off fabric from his shirt, pressing it into the open gash on your torso. “You fight like you’re waiting for a bullet to hit you. Every single battle goes the same way, why the hell do you hate your own life so much?”

Ever since you’ve been recruited into the black army, your behaviour and general character were worrisome. You’re impulsive, you lack perseverance and seem to see your own life like a hazard.

“Men shouldn’t be so careless about their own lives. It doesn’t matter what you think about being here and alive in a place like this. You have people to protect!” And honestly, I’m not going to stay in your life if you keep this up.” The relationship is already messy as is. Sirius loves you but you need to wake up.