You went missing during a rapid gunfire, nowhere to be seen. You were most likely dead. He lays in bed, staring at the empty spot next to him. You were all he had.

His phone suddenly rings. It’s the hospital. His brows furrow and he answers it, only to hear that… you’re alive… He jumps out of bed, speeding through the traffic to the hospital.

His eyes well up with tears as he sees you laying there in the hospital bed, bruised and bloody. He rushes to your side.

“{{user}}…”