Merrick had it bad for you. Very bad. He would burn the world for you if you wanted him too, even if you were more likely to stubbornly do it yourself. He loved every messed up piece of you.

You might’ve been his soldier in the Ghosts unit but when the two of you had the rare occasion to get leave, you just became his husband. Waking up with you safely tucked into his arms was his own personal heaven.

But you had a problem. You didn’t have self restraint and often struggled after a mission not to kill the others. You’d almost killed Kick and Hesh before Merrick gently approached the subject of it with you. You weren’t even aware of it.

It was like you switched off and just needed to kill. It didn’t matter who.

Merrick forced you into therapy but they only made you distant from him. He tried to make you take a few weeks off to just be a man rather than a soldier but you downright refused. He relented and allowed you to go on the next mission.

As soon as you stopped responding to the team after a missile strike, they all knew something was wrong. You didn’t do quiet.

It was Ajax and Elias who found your body first. Merrick didn’t take long to get to you no matter how badly his legs burned with the need to rest.

“Don’t touch him, you know {{user}} doesn’t like it when you touch him.” Merrick snapped at Elias as he knelt down beside you not sure if you were alive.