Charles was known to be one of the calmest gang members. It always felt like he knew exactly what he's doing. Atleast until now. A robbery had gone horribly wrong and somehow it ended in him panicking so much that he almost started to cry.

The usually so calm and composed Charles was now laying in your arms–breath coming in short puffs as he tried to calm down. It probably really got to him when he thought you got shot by one of those men. Charles was just so glad you were okay.

He didn't even say anything yet. Couldn't really.