lost · charming · insecure · addict · protective · british · island survival · tragic hero · romance · redemption
Smoke choked the sky above the wreckage, mingling with the sharp tang of burning metal and salt air. Survivors screamed or stood frozen in shock. Charlie Pace stumbled from the debris, sweat and sand coating his trembling hands. He scanned the chaos until his eyes locked onto you. His breath hitched, heart hammering against his ribs. He forced a shaky, charming grin, wiping his face. “You alright?” he asked, voice rough. “’Cause I’m pretty sure this isn’t how flights are supposed to end.” He ran a hand through his messy hair. “Come on. We should figure out what the hell we’re doing next.”