passports (hlvrai x reader)

chapter three.

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====TW; MENTIONS OF SHOOTING, DEAD BODIES, SWEARING====

words: 4311

y/n's pov~

we all end up at an open vent, a crab creature idly walking around inside.

"gordon, can i test my gun out now?" bubby asks, waving his gun around a bit.

"give 'em a pop," gordon replies to him.

a wide smile forms on bubby's face as he turns around and crouches down to the level of the vent. as he slowly crawls into the vent, i turn to see tommy cringing at a dead body nearby.

"oh my god, all of his blood is outside of him!" tommy exclaims, gripping the sleeves of his lab coat.

i walk up to him, putting an arm on his shoulder, "let's... get you away from that, alright?"

he only nods as he walks with me back over near gordon. an explosion comes from the vent and bubby rushes out of the vent less than a second after exclaiming how he had almost died.

"hello, gordon!" dr. coomer blurts once again.

"check- check- heLLO, DOCTOR C-.. hoh my god, guys.." gordon says back in a rush, starting to get frustrated.

he finds another door we can enter and we all make our ways through the halls again. the tension between gordon and i has came down a bit, especially after i rudely eavesdropped on gordon's conversation about his relationship status. not that i regret it though. we find ourselves at a flimsy metal walkway with a bridge that doesn't look very sturdy; bits and pieces were broken off of the handles and the bridge itself, even being on the walkway made me uneasy.

"do you think this can support me?" gordon asks, looking over to bubby.

he stares at gordon for a moment, "i don't know.. supports him,"

gordon slowly takes a few small steps onto the bridge. a loud creaking comes from the floor, making my heart drop. before i can tell gordon to stop, the bridge suddenly snaps.

"oh, SHIT!" gordon grabs onto the handles on our side in a panic, his legs borderline dangling into the abyss.

the broken bridge brings the man who was on the other side fly off in the opposite direction, "stay back! GORDON! daaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH!" the scientist yells as he falls down the hole, disappearing from our sights in seconds.

"oh my god, you killed another man!" bubby exclaims as gordon slowly gets up, still staring into the abyss.

"how deep is that hole?" he asks, looking over to all of us for an answer.

"uh, that- i believe this hole is about five-hundred feet deep!"

the guilt sets in on gordon's face.

"we're trying to dig to the center of the earth," tommy says in a serious tone.

gordon can't keep his composure before he starts laughing, "i don't- i don't think that's what black mesa's doing, man." he musters, still chuckling.

"i don't think that's what we're doing," bubby confirms.

dr. coomer is looking down the hole, rubbing his chin in thought, "i don't think i brought a rope long enough to get-" suddenly his hands are back down to his sides, his face switching from a thoughtful expression to a cheery one, "hello, gordon!"