Hi!! Could you possibly write a James Conrad x reader where they get split up when they’re on the island, and they are both freaking out over finding one another. They’re together but haven’t been for long so neither of them have said I love you yet, but when they find each other they kiss and say it?? Ty ❤
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You’d felt something so terrible, you hadn’t even known it’d been possible.
After your helicopter crashed, and you’d somehow made it out relatively unscathed, you’d somehow ended up separated from James with Preston and the rest of his army men that had survived. While Preston seemed hell bent of getting revenge for his fallen comrades, you were more focused on regrouping with James.
Through the entire expedition, you’d never shut up about it. Gotten in multiple arguments with Preston, all while you heart hammered against your chest ruthlessly in worry and fear.
Worried you’d never see James again. Worried that something had happened to him, that he was hurt or worse, dead. Afraid that he’d die and you’d never be able to tell him how you truly felt. Afraid that you’d die, here, with these men that you didn’t know and didn’t give a shit about you or your safety.
You’d only been dating James for a little over three months, but you realized long ago that you’d fallen in love with the man.
And you, or he, might dying, never knowing that you did.
It was an indescribable feeling, and with each step you took, you felt it weigh on you more and more. The feeling growing heavier and heavier the longer you were separated from him. It had truly been the worse experience of your life, and it wasn’t because you were stuck on an unknown island with a beast that had tried to kill you and still was.
But then, you’d found him. Regrouped with him and those he’d been separated from. And you hadn’t cared if everyone was staring, watching and possibly judging. You were growing increasingly tired of the men you’d been surrounded with, and only had wanted to be by one. And here he was.
James saw you just as you begun running for him. You’d practically leapt into his arms, nearly knocking him off his own two feet as your arms wound tightly around his neck. James didn’t waste a second before returning the embrace, arms around your waist and pulling you closer.
A laugh of relief left your lips, and as you pulled back, you pressed your lips against James’s own. You placed so much force, emotion and love behind the kiss. Placing every moment of terror that had surrounded you consistently since you’d been separated from him.
And still, it wasn’t enough.
So, when you pulled back, you let out a shuddering exhale, meeting his eyes before whispering; “I love you.”
And James seemed stunned, if only for a moment, before his lips eased into one of those smiles that seemed strictly reserved for you, before whispering in return; “I love you too.”
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