Jul 12, 2019
Don’t Say His Name pt 1
Swagger gulped as he stared at Fitz’s back, his heart thumping against his ribs and sweat beading up under his chain mail. He shouldn’t be doing this... he shouldn’t even think about doing this. But he had to have hope. He had to have hope that Cameron, his Cameron, was still in there.
“Cam...”
Fitz’s gun was centimeters from his face in seconds, his red eyes glowing with rage. Swagger fucked up.
(for the creators of this lovely mafia au, @spybblez, bluecorpsed (insta), PapaSchlatt (twitter), and @flitxh)
