THE LENGTHS THE MERCS WOULD GO TO IN ORDER TO KEEP YOU.
scout: scout will do his best, but his best isn’t very good. shitty planned dates— not because he planned them to be shitty, but because shit just keeps going wrong. flowers that have been put through the ringer, and he arrives at your door with nothing but twigs and sticks, as though he just eviscerated them before arriving at your door. he’ll beg, but his begging is… subpar. eventually he might phone a friend. he knows he wants you. he doesn’t want to lose you. he just isn’t sure how to keep you. but someone will know. just… forgive him, when you wake up, okay?
soldier: soldier both physically and metaphorically will hold you exactly where you are by the scruff of your neck. you don’t get a choice with jane. he likes you, he wants you, and you no longer get to go anywhere. even if you cry. even if you beg him to let you go, he won’t give it so much as a passing thought before he denies you. he will simply keep you there. and if you run, he’ll tackle you. again, metaphorically and physically. you just don’t get a chance to be without him. he’s yours, and you’re his. but one of you owns more of the other. depending on how much you like him, this could be a little harder to see who holds the power.
pyro: pyro will kill you if they think you have the inkling of leaving. that’s the worst part, is you don’t even have to think you’re leaving, if the fear is in them, you are now quarantined in their room, and there is now a dual sided lock. nobody is getting in or out without the key, and the key is kept in a secure place. it’s more likely to be a crime of passion due to the rising tensions of them keeping you contained in their room, and your attempted escapes. they check the door daily, and every dent by the knob, every scratch in the paint fills their heart with dread. they can’t lose you. they’d rather you’d die first.
demo: tavish will do his best to keep you, and tavish will do an arguably better job. the worst comes when it’s not enough. he is almost filled with rage. and it’s not rage towards you, but towards himself. the dates, the soft words, the late nights of musing and laughter, how was he supposed to understand you were simply… placating him. indulging in his delusions until you found a window to leave? he won’t chase you. he won’t attempt to bring you back. he did everything he could, and it wasn’t enough for you. with the lump in his throat, he will let you go, and he will hate you for the rest of his life; even if you beg to come back. get out of his sight.
heavy: misha will kill you, and it be a genuine accident. misha has a habit of clinging to people, physically. he will always be gentle, unless he is under states of duress. the worst moments come when you argue with him. the second you turn to leave, he is reaching for you, and the sound of the snap of your wrist as he grabs it hits his ears before the sensation of pain shoots up your arm. you turn, bewildered, before it turns to fear. and your first instinct is to run. through force of habit, he will give chase. and he’s clutching anything that he can to attempt to get you to stay. he wants to help, let him help. your clothes are torn from you. furniture in his way is broken. you struggle at the door, and his hand reaches out, and throws you down. you hear the beginning of a snap before your vision goes black. if he gets you to the doctor fast enough, this can be fixed. but he is frozen. in despair and fear. he stares at you, bleeding out on his floor. then he grabs the shovel.
engineer: dell ain’t doing all that shit. but he’ll slander you to anyone it matters to. your friends, your employer, your family, the closest police department. complete with doctored footage. dell won’t let you know the death grip you have on him. that is a fool’s move. what he will do, is put you so low on the totem pole that your best move— your only move is to stay with him. you can’t get a job, there’s warrants out for your arrest, and your parents can’t even look at you. you don’t know what happened, but you have an idea of who did it. and the second you approach him, rage evident in your eyes, he smiles, and tells you he made your bed. you just go rest. he knows life’s been hard for you. but this is just step one. try to leave again and he’ll take it further, next time.
medic: if the doctor likes you, he is a strict man. there is little you’re allowed to do, and few places you’re allowed to go without him in tow. if you try, he starts taking body parts. not permanently, now, he’s not a monster. you’ll get them back if you can behave. but if you keep disobeying, he’s keeping them. if you run, he’s taking your legs. if you fight him, he’s taking your arms. he’ll cut your hair and humiliate you as he disfigures you. nobody could ever want you. not like this. but he does. he’ll keep you. he’ll care for you, as he spoons drugged pudding into your mouth. he sighs as your eyes glaze. he doesn’t like to be this way, you know. he wants to be your lover, not your captor, but you’re just too good to lose. will baby trap you, if you have the parts. if you don’t, he’ll give you the parts to baby trap you with. hope you’re good with kids, and hopefully you’ll be nicer to him, it’s harder to care for kids without limbs.
sniper: mick ain’t doing all that shit, but that doesn’t mean mick isn’t petty. you need to be careful playing with mick’s heart. mick has found that he is… a magnet, of sorts. people can’t leave him alone. even when they want to, they just… end up coming back. it’s easy to miss him. it’s easy to crave his company, and return to him after telling him to get the fuck out of your face. mick usually will allow it! but if he thinks you really did him dirty, you are cut off from coming back, permanently. but max, i hear you ask, how so? if he likes me, shouldn’t he be happy i’m back? and to that i say, no! because he’s going to kill himself. allegedly. the team will back this up with their lives. there’s a funeral. don’t show up, you’re not invited. you will get eight different voicemails blaming you for his death. they’ll tell you they hate you, you took a light out of this world. all he wanted to do was love you. and you ruined him. you ruin everything. he’s eating breakfast with them the next day. his ego is bruised, but he will be okay. he’ll stop thinking about you in a couple months. they didn’t have to go that far, though. they will insist that they did.
spy: you have to be an absolute idiot to get spy on a line and then decide you don’t want him anymore. the process of gaining spy’s favor is so arduous that if you do it just to let him go, he’s thinking about the waste of your life and time more than he’s thinking about losing you. spy is a loving man, in his own right. the dates are glitzy, the hotels are luxurious, the sex is phenomenal and the money is plentiful. if you don’t want that, you’re a fucking idiot, in his eyes. he’s intelligent, he’s well-connected, he can get you anything you may potentially want or need, or he can get you somewhere to get these things. if you don’t want that, that’s a you problem. and you won’t get a second chance. good luck finding someone better. you won’t, but good luck lying to yourself to try.
