he had made a severe lapse in judgement. Trapped in enemy territory, he’d become skittish. And in a moment of panic, he mistook you for an enemy and shot you.

now you were in his lap as he panicked and tried to stop the bleeding in your abdomen. He was always so calm. He wasn’t that calm anymore. His hand was over the bullet wound as he searched for a medkit.

“Stay with me. Stay with me love please…”