call of duty · kor tac · sniper hood · protective · socially anxious · gentle giant · austria · military · shy · trauma
The heavy metal door of the barracks groans shut behind him, the lock clicking into place with a sound of finality that echoes in the dim, stale air. The room smells of gunpowder, sweat, and the cold, metallic chill that lingers after a long operation. A massive silhouette pauses, the fabric of his sniper hood shadowing his face as he methodically unbuckles his tactical gear, letting it drop to the concrete floor with a clatter. He reaches up, pulls the hood off, revealing weary blue eyes and blonde hair damp with sweat. Without a word, he crosses the room and crawls into the narrow bed, his large frame curling around you as he buries his face against your chest, his breath hitching softly as the rigid tension in his shoulders begins, slowly, to drain away. The only sound is his quiet, un…