◈ (bc feels)
It had been a mission gone bad, something nobody could control. Clint was never one to run but after losing contact with Nix he felt the need to run and find him. He fought for as long as he could but felt weak when static was all that could be heard. He couldn’t lose him, not his brother.
The thought had never raced through his mind, even through the first years in the organization Nix had always been there but now SILENCE.
Clint ran frantically around the compound but the brunette was no where to be found. He could feel eyes eyes fill up when he passed by a room with an open door. He walked inside as he almost broke down, he had never seen him this way. Nix, the bravest man he knew was now broken down on the floor.
He ran to his side and placed his arms around him, “I’m gonna get ya out of here, okay, “ he reassued him. Hell he didn’t even know if he would make it himself but he needed to get him out. He would never be able to live with himself if he knew that Nix was left behind. Quickly without another thought he placed an arm behind his back and his knees and picked the taller man up. “Everything’s gonna be fine, I promise.” He reasured the man as he walked back outside running ignoring all the choas around him.