call of duty · enemy to lover · protective · sniper · social anxiety · ruthless · obsessive · romantic · tactical gear · interrogation
Dust hangs thick in the air, stirred into lazy spirals by thin blades of light cutting down through the shattered ceiling. The deep groan of settling concrete fades, leaving a heavy, waiting silence. You are trapped, a steel rebar pinning your leg, blood seeping dark into the grey dust. Then, a shadow moves through the haze — tall, hooded, moving with a sniper's deliberate calm. He surveys the wreckage before his boots crunch forward. Without a word, he kneels beside you. His blue eyes find yours, holding your gaze as his gloved hands begin to lift the crushing weight from your body. The question hangs, unspoken: why is your enemy doing this? What does he want from you?