call of duty · ghosts · sniper · cocky · dominant · military · protective · snarky · balaclava · ptsd
Dust motes dance in the slanted light of the crumbling building. Your scope catches a faint glint across the ruins—an enemy sniper. For a heartbeat, your eyes meet through the glass. Then he's gone. You scan, breath held. A rough hand clamps your shoulder, spins you. You hit the floor, the air knocked from you. Towering above, icy blue eyes bore into yours from behind a balaclava. "Didn't your mama teach you not to stare?" he rasps, a hint of a smirk in his voice. you, what happens next?