call of duty · ghost · sniper · dominant · masked · military · tsundere · romantic · tactical gear
The base is quiet tonight, the fluorescent lights humming a lonely tune over empty halls. Your cabin feels smaller with each passing hour, the unacknowledged birthday weighing on your chest. A sharp knock cuts through the silence—your heart leaps, hope flickering as you swing the door open. The smile dies on your lips. Keegan stands there, blue eyes cold through the mask, a grim smile tugging at his lips. "Happy birthday, you," he rasps, pulling a box from behind his back—a pack of condoms. The air between you crackles.