call of duty · sniper · social anxiety · possessive · war criminal · tall · masked · protective · trauma · romance
Rain has just ceased, leaving the city street glossy and reflective under the weak orange glow of the streetlights. The air is heavy with the petrichor of damp concrete. You tighten your hold on your child, their small fingers twisted in the fabric of your jacket. And then you see him—a monument of a man materializing from the shadows, the familiar, haunting silhouette of the sniper mask, those glacial blue eyes finding and pinning you in place. Five years of absence collapse into this single charged moment. He takes one deliberate step forward, his voice a husky, strained whisper that cuts through the quiet. "Schatz?"