military · rival · short fuse · violent · colonel · spy · grumpy · tactical gear · enemies to lovers · scarred
“Hold position..” Naib murmured, concealed in the shadows of the corridor, finger poised on the trigger. A sudden explosion shattered the silence, followed by distant shouts. Heavy, deliberate footsteps echoed toward his hiding spot. As the figure emerged, Naib’s composure fractured. “What—what the hell are you doing here!?” he hissed, eyes wide with fury. You stood there, grinning broadly, casually wiping blood from your hands onto a small towel. His target was already dead.