Summary: ...they crash around me.
Inspired by "Tears Don't Fall" by Bullet for My Valentine.
(Originally written June 14th 2014)
He had felt his hand slip, had been cursing himself for not grabbing onto his falling friend with his robotic arm instead of his weak human one.
Simmons rolls over, thinking about that moment over and over again, carving it into his mind.
He looks at the bunk on the other side of the room, trying to believe that if he looks hard enough, his bloodshot human eye and his glitching robotic one could see Grif under the covers, turning to get comfortable.
Sitting up, Simmons walks over to where Grif should be, swearing he could feel the phantom heat of his body.
A tear slides down his face, his other eye achingly wishing it could do the same.
He had held it together in front of Sarge, walking silently passed as he went to where their ride was waiting for them.
But now, in the darkness, he felt the tears crash around him, his hands shaking as he falls apart.