Imagine walking on eggshells around Coulson for fear of screwing up again.
**Sequel to “Imagine being new to Coulson’s team and screwing up for the first time.” [x]**
This time, you weren’t able to stand tall and firm in front of Coulson. You were shaking, your breath coming in choked gulps. Blood trickled down your arm, gathering thickly in your palm before dripping from your fingertips.
“I’m sorry, sir,” you practically sobbed, hiding your face with your good hand. “I tried to save them, but-” your voice broke and you let out a moan of pain.
Coulson’s heart ached for you. He had never seen you this, well, broken. You had always been good at putting on a strong face. You had always driven yourself hard, especially since the last time you had made a mistake. You had been so careful to do everything right, to do your absolute best at all times and now this had happened. A little kid was dead because you couldn’t save them. You had done your damnedest and even had a bullet wound in your arm to show for it, but you still hadn’t been able to save them.
“Hey, hey,” Coulson took hold of the back of your neck gently, pressing his forehead against yours, “This isn’t your fault.”
“Sir-” you whimpered, tears leaking down your cheeks.
“Shh, shh,” Coulson soothed, pulling you into an embrace, careful not to jostle your arm. “You did everything you could.”
Gif Credit: Coulson