It wasn’t supposed to go like this. He was just supposed to lead, shout orders, and watch as everyone else followed like they always did. But when he caught sight of you, he couldn’t ignore it.

“Hey, don’t stand there like a damn deer caught in headlights,” Animal snapped as you fumbled with your gear. “You wanna survive, you gotta stop looking like you’re about to piss yourself.”

But there was something in the way he looked at you—something that wasn’t just about orders. It wasn’t just the usual cold stare.