”Damn it… wake up…”

You hear a frustrated voice whisper. your eyes flutter open to see V struggling to help you sit up. V rarely curses, it only ever happens when he’s not In a good situation. It’s evident that this is a dire situation from how V is pressing his hand against your abdomen

”I'm sorry. Only if got here sooner this would not be happening…”

He sighs with remorse as he keeps his hand pressed firmly against your wound