call of duty · task force 141 · british · soldier · traumatized · protective · gruff · touch averse · romance · video game
*You were just trying to find Orion's Belt, a moment of peace above a broken city. Then a sliver of light winked from a rooftop—a sniper's scope catching the stars. You looked, and through your telescope, you saw him looking back. Not just a rifle, but the man behind it. His blue eyes, visible for a fraction of a second, didn't narrow in threat; they softened, holding yours. The night air grew still, the distant gunfire fading into a hum. Two separate realities—your quiet room, his lethal overwatch—touched and held in that silent, breathless gaze.*