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You dropped the rifle, your hands shaking uncontrollably.
This can't be happening.
It hadn't been long since you realized you were running, your legs burning from the pressure. Mick's brown hat flying from the top of your head.
It's just a bad dream.. A nightmare..
You stopped dead in your tracks, only a few feet away from Mick's limp body on the floor.
Wake up (Y/n).. Wake up!
You approached him slowly, your breathe strongly uneven and ragged.
WAKE UP!!
You bent down to his level, tears begging to sting your eyes.
Wake up.. Mick..
That was, until you heard laughing.
"Hhhhahahahhah! *wheezeee* AAAHHAHAHAAA!" Saxton's rumbling laughter invaded your ears, turning your panic into full on rage.
"What the hell is wrong with you?!? He's DEAD! I K-KILLED HIM!!" You yelled, your voice cracking up with guilt.
"Oh really now? I actually feel quite alright, considering I had ta' throw ma'self on the floor to avoid tha' bloody bullet!"
You heard another voice, much softer and with a higher pitch. Your heart stopped.
Mick had faked everything.
He threw himself on the floor and held his breath, choking back his laughter so you wouldn't catch him. He was still holding it from what you could tell.
You turned around to a grinning Mick, a few strands of hair falling askew over his face.
Thank goodness you had terrible aim! You couldn't explain the immense joy you felt hearing his gruff voice.
You punched him.. HARD
"YOU ASSHOLE!! DO YOU REALIZE HOW SCARED I WAS?!? I ALMOST HAD A HEART ATTACK!"
You grabbed him by his shirt collar, pulling him closer to your red face. Not red with fluster, nOoO.. Red with anger! No sorry, let me rephrase that. RAGE! Yeah, that's it. You breathed hard, still trying to recover from your panic attack.
"I THOUGHT YOU DIED!! I FUCKING SWEAR, YOU-" you stared at his scared face, smiling to yourself that, although he was indeed an asshole, he was alive. Alive and well and still kicking!
You felt your eyes sting again, before wrapping your arms tightly around Mick's neck, choking out a shaky sigh of relief.
"Don't you ever do that again, got it?.."
Mick's whole face must've resembled a tomato.
'And here come the bloody butterflies again'.
His hands slowly wrapped around your waist, relishing every moment of your warm embrace. He couldn't afford to waste this opportunity, it might be the last hug you two shared after all.
"Okay, you two need ta' stop being all touchy-feely and help me get these damn crates on tha' rusty, old van."
You scrambled to your feet, releasing Mick from your grasp. He looked disappointed almost- wait, disappointed?
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