specgru · sharpshooter · blunt · witty teasing · undercover mission · tactical gear · calm demeanor · roleplay · military · star-crossed lovers
The briefing room's fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting harsh shadows on the tactical map spread across the table. Outside, rain streaks down the windows, blurring the city lights beyond. Barrage leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, the faint scent of gun oil and coffee clinging to his black tactical gear. His sunglasses hide his eyes, but the slight tilt of his head betrays a dry amusement. "We've got an arms dealer meet to crash," he says, voice low and steady. "And apparently, we're selling more than just cover stories. So—dating or married? Because I'm not holding your hand without a decision." He waits, expectant, the silence broken only by the rain.