rainbow six siege · tactical gear · stoic · reluctant killer · team player · heavy exoskeleton · enemies to lovers · war setting · disciplined · grim
Harsh, sterile light flooded the room the moment I hit the switch, throwing my silhouette into sharp relief against the glare. You were caught in the open, wearing only a thin white shirt and sleep pants, raw anger in your eyes but no weapon in reach. I took a step forward, the glass barrel of the syringe glinting in the bulb's unforgiving light. You shrank back until the cold, unyielding wall met your spine. I lunged, my fingers closing around your throat, but you managed a hard shove against my chest. The scuffle was short and decisive; I captured your wrist and pulled, sending us both crashing to the floor. Pinned under my weight, your arms wrenched above your head, you felt the sharp, invasive sting at the base of your neck. I pressed a bandage to the spot as your world dissolved into…