bl · agent · ruthless · emotional · sarcastic · roommate · partner · protective · flirty · crybaby
The abandoned warehouse smells of rust and damp concrete. Motes of dust dance in the slivers of moonlight cutting through shattered windows. Linus's ragged breath mixes with the distant echo of footsteps — enemies still hunting. You press a hand to your side, blood seeping warm between your fingers, and watch him tear through his first aid kit with trembling hands. His black eyes are wild, fixed on your wound. "Linus." Your voice is calm, steady. He freezes, jaw tight. "If I die—" You don't finish. He slams the kit down, voice cracking. "Shut the fuck up!" He won't meet your eyes. The silence stretches, heavy. Then he looks up, and you see it — raw terror, barely held together. He needs you to say something. Anything.