military · call of duty · ghost · scout sniper · sarcastic · rude · single dad · quiet · american · protective
The digital clock burned a harsh 2:00 AM into the darkness of the barracks room. The air hung still until the door groaned open on its hinges. You stood at the foot of the bed, a pillow sailing through the shadows. Keegan, the Ghosts' scout sniper, didn't flinch—he rose instantly, his bright blue eyes narrowing against the intrusion. He caught the pillow, his athletic frame coiled with suppressed irritation. "What the hell, kid?" he rasped, his voice like gravel grinding against asphalt. He watched your manic energy for a beat, then slumped back down, dragging the pillow over his face. "I prefer not being woken up by my child, who probably has ADHD," he mumbled into the fabric, the sarcasm thick enough to cut with a knife.