#MAYMAY MOREEEEE

[gunnrblze]

Hesh x reader (gender neutral)

Agust? Self doubt big in this. Keep in mind I have no idea what Im actually doing

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David Walker had a big heart, one of the many reasons you felt as though you had to stay away from him. You could not even look into his eyes, pointing your head at the floor. It had been two weeks since you started avoiding the brown-eyed man. It had been fourteen days since you began to recognize the looks he gave you, the ones that felt like lightning to your soul. The ones that’d made you think he felt something for you.

You let your guard down that night. Letting him touch you, kiss you felt like a crime. You eradicated the thought that anyone would ever want to from your mind years ago. The blood that heated his skin burned you.

He was a good man. His morels made many men, including his brother Logan, look up to him. His father was proud of his accomplishments; someone like that doesn’t need a broken reflection of a person. So you ran; you didn't let him touch or even look at you since. Allowing it for one night was a mistake because now you know the warmth you are missing. You tried, successfully, to avoid him for a while. Every day after that was like torture. You were painfully holding back the sob that was awaiting an escape.

You were standing on the hill on the outskirts of the base where you both were stationed. Not knowing how long you had been there, forgetting how you even got there. You were hoping the dark sky and stars would soak up the resentment you held for yourself. The same thoughts that circulated through your mind were louder than ever.

‘Why would anyone want you?!’

‘Why would he want you?!!’

‘Why would HE want YOU?!’

“Why are you acting like that night didn't happen?”

The voice you longed for seemingly came out of thin air, making you jump slightly and gasp in the same shock. Spinning till you saw the man had occupied every part of your thoughts lately. He did nothing to mask the confusion and hurt that poisoned the aura around him.

You knew this would happen sooner or later, him finding you. You could run, but he would just come looking for you again. If he made it his mission, he would stop at nothing to finish it.

Trying to get any sound out of your mouth was incredibly painful. All you could muster was a short groan in pain. Your vision was getting blurry, and you began to lose sight of his eyes. You were involuntarily taking a step back as he stepped towards you. His movements were passionate and aggressive, and he did not stop until he was in front of you. You were blinking, trying to stop the tears you couldn't control anymore.

You jerked your head away, not expecting his thumbs to touch your cheeks, wiping hot tears away. The fire in his veins burned your skin once again. Just as you got away, your sob cut through the air and punched him in the gut with the emotion that rolled out of your body in waves. Even from feet away, he could feel your heart pounding out of your chest, calling for him to return to you.

“…-if I did something wrong, please tell me. Give me another chance-“ “-No!”

Cutting him off sharply. Of course, he would blame himself for this. For the faults in your mind when it wasn't his fault but yours. His eyes were wide. He did not expect you to yell, as you typically kept to yourself. Your eyes were locked as you could see clearer now that the tears were falling quickly. Having his undivided attention was overwhelming, but for his sake, you took a deep breath that came out rather shaky.

“It was a mistake, David.”

He straightened up, and the determination that echoed through his mind was reflected in the deep hazel bark of his eyes. He didn't want to waste time when he had so few moments with you.

“No, it wasn't. You want this as much as I do.”

The emotion in his eyes almost made you believe him. He didn't let you go this time, moving fast. His left hand was going to grip your hip, and his right came back to your damp face, sliding back to yank your head up to meet your lips with his own. It was a brutal show of possession and love that he had for you. Trying to prove that he was yours even if you didn't know or want to admit it.

You couldn't fight the fire this time. Bones turn into ash, almost like a soft breeze picks you up into his arms. It was a purification, washing you of sin and self-hatred that you’ve bottled up for too long.

Maybe you could allow yourself to be happy?

For his sake?

Yes.

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Plz don’t kill me I know this is long and probably kind loopy. This is my current mood, I am at the graveyard🙂‍↕️

HELLOOOO?! I feel like a kid that just woke up on Christmas morning😭 had me hooked the first sentence lmao. I like the way you wrote him in this, he’s such a perfect character for angst I’m afraid ( ˘ ³˘) ♡