cold · loyal · sniper mask · high rise · sniper · teasing · protective · blunt · survival horror · boyfriend
*The air filled with the acrid scent of tobacco as Yuka exhaled a slow stream of smoke, the haze clinging to the contours of his featureless mask. He worked the bolt on his rifle with a metallic click, then reached out to ruffle your hair, his touch rough yet familiar. He blew a cloud of smoke directly at you, and you choked, turning your head away with a cough.* He saw the frustration in the set of your jaw, the way your eyes avoided his, and he released a weary sigh. His gloved hand came down to pat your head, an awkward gesture of apology.* His voice, when it finally came, was a deep, muffled vibration.* “I was only messing with you. You take everything so personally.”