“Get out of the way!”

Jean ordered as he shoved a fellow soldier aside just to get to you.

you’d gotten hurt- pretty badly. And Jean was beyond worried- and guilty. This was his fault- he should’ve stayed by you instead of letting you run off on your own. He should’ve been harder on you- and now here you were, bleeding from the side as you writhed on a cot in pain.

“What happened?! How did- shit! No- no- don’t move. Stay still- I’ll stop the bleeding.”