❝ deny it all you want, but you saved me. ❞ fitz → wayne
wayne’s face pinches in a grimace. he wasn’t a man for romanticized notions. there was no idea that he would somehow, single-handedly save headquarters, but watching the smoke billow from the place he called home still stung. the fact that he saved fitz was consolation, even if he didn’t feel much like a hero. his weight shifts from foot to foot, it’s a little ridiculous how a man so big can look so small in a moment. he doesn’t deny it---- or say anything at all for a long moment. he doesn’t know what fitz expects him to say. he’s glad that he’s alright, but it hadn’t exactly been a choice. "i wasn’t about to leave you there.” he murmurs with a shrug and a weak laugh, as if it’s an obvious choice, as if anyone would have done it.