Just random one-shots with my OC, Seiryu because...why not.
Lemons and fluffs are available and you can think of a scenario if you want and I'll put it down.
You blow your nose in the motel bathroom alone. You've been in there nonstop for an hour and a half, crying and worrying about Seiryu's safety. In your hand, your phone displays a group photo, specifically, the last photo you took of Seiryu before he got left behind.
Looking at it with tears, you see Seiryu smiling as he has both around your and Gamila's shoulders, and both of you are smiling as well as you all stand in front of the plane taking you to the US for your mission.
You then hear the sound of a door opening and closing just outside; you sigh as you sit on the closed toilet seat, staring at the wall before hearing a knock on the door, turning your attention away from your phone.
Gamila: "Y/N..."
Y/N: "Gamila! I..."
You exhale before saying another word; you approach the bathroom door, unlock it, and you see Gamila with dry tear stains on her cheeks as she gives you a stern look.
Gamila: "Yeah... I know. I'm just as much of a mess as you at the moment. But that's not what I want to talk to you about. Get to the living room. Let's execute what I've got in mind."
You step out of the bathroom, walking behind Gamila toward the living room close to the counter where she's got a map of Manhattan, New York. You raise a brow as you stare at the said map and some guns resting on the counter near yours and hers' duffel bags filled with your rifles, magazines, grenades, C4 charges, clothes, gear, and other utilities.
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Y/N: "Gamila, what...what is this?"
Gamila: "While I was out, driving to clear my mind..."
She pauses mid-sentence, wiping away a tear from her eye as a choke in her voice is heard, clearly still upset that Seiryu, the man both you and her love, had been taken from her with his fate unknown.
Gamila: "Sorry, I just..."
Y/N: "It's ok, Gamila. Continue, please."
Gamila: "Sure thing. As I was saying, I remembered back at that Pantheon outpost; there was a schedule about the One World Trade Centre; they'll be blowing it up and pinning the blame on some group of mercenaries... It will be like 9/11 - people are going to die unless we act now..."
She pauses, clearing her throat after her voice cracks a bit from feeling the sadness still dwelling in her.
Gamila: "And we need to know what they did to Seiryu. While you were in that bathroom and while I was out, I did some thinking. We can head to New York City now and question a Pantheon Soldier there about where Seiryu is... That way, we can both save New York from another disaster or--
The 2 of you look up at the ceiling, seeing the lights flicker before going out completely, leaving the whole motel in darkness as the sun goes down outside.
