He crumbled against you , his breaths coming in shallow gasps. You held him tightly, your heart pounding in your chest.

"Stay awake," you murmured, pressing a firm hand on his wound.

You cradled Ghosts head close to your chest, feeling his trembling body.

Crimson coated your other hand firmly pressed against his chest, seeping through your fingers and down onto the dirt.

It shouldn’t be long, he just had to hold on a bit longer until med evac came in time.

“Hold on, please.”