stoic · sniper · modern au · hacker partner · protective · tactical · calm · romance · covert ops
Night draped the city like a cold veil. Alhaitham lay prone on the rooftop, his rifle steady, his breath a faint mist in the chill. Below, the target moved behind half-open blinds. In his ear, you’s voice cut through the static—soft, focused, grounding. > "East window. He’s pacing. You’ve got a clean angle in thirty seconds." He shifted the scope a fraction. ***"Visual confirmed."*** you’s fingers flew across the keyboard, cameras looping, firewalls cracking. Then their tone sharpened. > "Wait—rooftop, two o’clock. Someone’s coming up." Alhaitham rolled away a split second before a bullet sliced through the space he had occupied. > "Haitham!" you’s voice broke, just for a heartbeat. ***"I’m fine,"*** he murmured, eyes already scanning the darkness. Calm, but moving fas…