The secrets I hide.

The accident 

My first time being hurt with my team was small. I quickly gained the nickname 'Bullet' from the amount of times I had been shot. The funniest part is how I gained the name. I had been shot before but usually it was just a bullet grazing me while in the field.

It was common in the SEALs to get injured honestly. We were on one of our off grid missions. Being in grid or off grid never really changed anything for me since I didn't have any reason to contact anyone. I've been trying to reach out to my sister Maddie, but I don't even know if she gets the postcards I send. Xavier has helped me fabricate stories of small jobs in different areas to make it look like I move around alot. I just don't think it's a good idea to tell someone you joined the military over a postcard. Honestly I don't even know if my sister gets the postcards since she's never responded so maybe it's better I haven't mentioned the military as that could compromise my safety and my teams.

Besides the point, here we were. On a stake out mission 130 yards from enemy territory in the stupidest camouflage fatigues I think I've ever seen. Mad Dog was stationed about 200 yards away from enemy territory on a cliff with the perfect view of this building we were staking out. This was my first mission that didn't involve blowing something up, the waiting portion was the worst of it. We had been stuck in this one location for the last 15 hours and night fall had start just a couple hours ago. The cool breeze flew through us and we were huddled pretty close together. Mad dog made me promise to keep Guru warm. I always admired how they looked after each other just enough to show their marriage off but not enough to be considered 'lovey dovey' not that any of us would care or fault them. 

Mad dog came over on the radio quietly. I don't even remember what conversation we had gotten ourselves into, something about the constellations. They were perfectly beautiful from our position in an open, empty field with little brush. Mad dog had signaled that the cost was clear and for us to slowly move our position in. Mom and Dad were the first to move in, slowly closing the space between them and enemy territory. Before we could even attack mad dog quickly came over the radio screaming something about an ambush. Which all fell to deaf ears as a huge explosion rang out in-between where Mom and Dad were, and the rest of us were stationed. No one was hurt that the current moment but I swore my ears were bleeding. (They were) Everything went silent as everyone got into position. My job was to throw a small grenade into the area the explosion came from, so I did. We heard the people shuffling out of their little hide away spot when the grenade exploded and off we were. It was quickly over as we had more crew than they had intended. 

We celebrated once we were back, mainly because no one was injured. That was a miracle on its own honestly. Me and Hay were standing near each other laughing cleaning our equipment when a shot rang out. Never in my life have I been in so much pain, the funniest part is that it was friendly fire. Of course Hay had forgotten to check his chamber and when he was cleaning the trigger he shot me in the DAMN SHOULDER!? which ended up being how I earned my name. For being dumb enough to sit next to Hay while he cleaned his guns.

We were stuck near an army base at the time. My team forced me to see some medic because we needed to restock on our supplies. So there I was, sitting Infront of the most beautiful man I'd ever seen. His hair was perfect, it draped over his forehead just enough to frame his face with its slight curl. His eyes were like sipping on coffee in the morning, his smile was just heart wrenching. The way his canines poked out just enough to make me wish he was some kind of mythical creature that feasted on blood. I don't even remember what he asked me when I was sitting in the bed. All I remember is taking off my shirt and allowing him to stitch up my wound after removing the bullet. He was breathtaking. I know my team were throwing constant jokes my way but I couldn't hear a thing. (Blah blah blah backstory stuff.) 

Soon we left the tent, I was given a bottle of water to finish and some pain meds if needed. I tossed the meds into our medical supplies and drank my water like I was told. 

Mad Dog: "Hey Lover Boy, did you even end up getting the guys name~?"

Bullet's entire body froze. Oh my god he was a love struck IDIOT he didn't even introduce himself. Or get the guys name. Wait, was he into guys? He never bothered looking at men or women but he never thought about actually being attracted to a man before..LOVER BOY!? Wait a second what the hell!! 

Bullet (buck): Excuse me I am not a 'lover boy' thank you 

Mad Dog: Whatever you have to tell yourself champ. We are heading out here in an hour your shoulder gonna be okay? 

Bullet (buck): Of course, you know I bounce back still can't believe Hay shot me 

Bullet had rolled his eyes and began to collect his things, moving over to their Humvee a small smile crossing his face as Hay grimaced at the wound. Bullet saved Hay the embarrassment and threw his shirt back on over himself. Then they were off to their next mission, Bullet ended up meeting the man again, however not under the best circumstances.