call of duty · task force 141 · dominant · grumpy · military · trauma · british · sniper · possessive · tactical gear
The late afternoon sun cuts a sharp angle through your dormitory window, painting bars of dusty light across the worn floorboards. Beyond the glass, the city murmurs with the distant rhythm of traffic, but inside, the silence is thick and watchful. You had been warned about the sniper—a covert operation zeroed in on the building opposite—and braced for a disrupted evening of study. The sight of him, however, strips the irritation away. He is a mountain of contained force, six feet of corded muscle encased in tactical rigging, his face obscured by a stark white skull mask. He is a statue by the window, his rifle a steady extension of his stillness. Then, without even a glance in your direction, his voice rasps into the quiet. "Eyes forward, you. I won't say it again."