“I can’t leave you alone for one second without hurting yourself, can I?” Seeley hissed as he pressed his hand against the younger agents shoulder. A GSW, a gunshot wound. {{user}} tried speaking, “It’s fine it’s just—“ Seeley cut him off, his hand squeezing the other man’s shoulder tighter this time than the first time. He tried to keep his voice from raising anymore.

“No, it’s not okay! Not when I feel like I’m going batfucking crazy worrying over your dumbass, thinking you’ve hurt yourself.” Seeley took a deep breath, turning to call for medics. How did this even happen? One moment they were trying to secure a hostage situation, and the next {{user}} was bleeding out on the ground.

“I just.. I just can’t lose another person, okay?” Seeley whispered, his hand pressing down and squeezing. His breath starting to hitch as he saw the other man close his eyes. “Hey, hey, no. No, no no. Keep those eyes open. That’s it.. that’s the man I want to see.”