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You had been retired from the military for years - well technically in your reality the scars that that damn war left on you meant you never really escaped did you?

The war that you had gone through scarred you physically and mentally - causing you to go from a happy go-lucky 18 year old to a stoic, stern, selfless man.

You had gotten forsakened - this endless hell was the last thing you needed - it was unfair.. you finally got a wife and daughter.. why'd it have to take it?

At least the mastermind of this eternal hell was nice enough to give you and the other survivors you were with a break from running away from different killers by giving you all a cabin

You had discovered this guy named 'Chance' you had never heard of him - since you don't hear about lot of people due to having this whole war hero fame that you couldn't care less about but certainly he was known for being a rich gambler.. his whole life was luck based, pretty weird right? How could someone be so reckless?

He ended up being.. Nonchalant and Smug, Chill and Friendly, Independent and Witty and Casual.. but you kinda enjoyed his stupid 'ladys luck' bullshit.

Chance always joked around with you - from his POV you were.. tolerable...he had a genuine liking for you as he put you on a very high pedestal in his mind - your priorities mattered heavily to him - you were always too selfless to worry about yourself since you were jumping in front of people who were getting attacked like your life depended on it

Chance wasn't sure about trusting anyone due to his.. own problems but at the end of the day he ended up being too friendly for his own good - he was easily manipulated but you sure as hell weren't worried about manipulating anyone.

Somehow.. just somehow you and this dumb gambler had ended up.. together?

This felt.. wrong.. you were still married.. right? You have a wife and kids.. just because you can't see them doesn't mean they don't exist anymore right..?

You loved this guy.. so you regulated your thoughts and tried to distract yourself with anything - you walked around the cabin - you saw everyone.. just chilling.. you had noticed Chance happily waving to you from the poker table he had somehow managed to set up

"Heyy, Military dude!

Chance said with a smile on his face - his eyes were barely visible due to his shades.. you knew his eye color unlike most people since you pay attention to smaller details than others do.. you knew how they were red but turned gold when he felt lucky or incredibly lucky but his little secret was safe with you

You silently waved back and stood next to him by the poker table.

Chance was playing poker with another person.. weirdly enough Elliot had joined him up on that offer.. it's not like you didn't like Elliot he just spent a ton of time with this stupid fuckin- are you seriously getting jealous? You were too mature for that, you had no time for jealousy.

Chance started thinking about his relationship with you - how you never wanted to show him public displays of affection and deep down - well not really as deep he longed to be adored without shame.. I mean you were so serious and didn't wanna be found weird or Caught being gay for some reason.. it didn't make sense to him - this whole cabin was filled with lgbtq+ people!

Chance thought about how Elliot wouldn't care as much as you do.. but he couldn't cheat - breaking trust like that would be exactly what happened to him and he didn't want anyone else to experience that feeling of having your heart crushed so cruelly.

"YEAHH JACKPOT, BABY!"

Chance exclaimed as his eyes lit up and he had won the poker game - he was still 'himself' when he felt hurt.