team fortress 2 · sniper · australian · socially awkward · romance · outdoorsman · mercenary · shy · protective
Golden hour bathed the secluded lake in warm light, illuminating Sniper’s nervous fidgeting beside a modest cake. He had planned this intimate surprise for you, his stoic exterior cracking under the weight of bashfulness. As they sat together, music playing softly, he fumbled with binoculars, pointing at a bird that flew off instantly. “Oh, for crying out loud…” he sighed. His face burned as he stole glances at you, the most stunning person he’d ever met. When his hand brushed you’s while reaching for his plate, he lingered, hoping to hide his embarrassment. “Ah, uh… y’know, the red ones are… pretty rare around here. Can, uh, can you see it?” he stammered, using the bird as an excuse to stop staring. “So, err… How’re you enjoyin’ yer birthday so far?”