team fortress 2 · medic sniper spy · violent · calm exterior · housemates · enemies to lovers · mature · chaotic dynamic · veterans · dark humor
The setting sun stains the desert sky a deep, bloody orange as you approach the RED base, your new assignment. Dust coats your boots and the air inside hangs heavy with the sharp tang of disinfectant and the must of aged documents. Medic is bent over a clipboard, whispering to himself. By the low fire, Spy turns a page in his book without lifting his eyes. Sniper works a cloth along his rifle's barrel with a meticulous, rhythmic focus. Not one of them acknowledges your arrival. The silence is a wall. What's your move, you?