merhaba!! im so glad to see your requests are open, but i hope you're doing well!! I was hoping if you could do something ((romantic)) with sniper? like, the reader is REALLY homesick?? ((totally not projecting pinkie promise.))
hi!! (ur arab??)
“Doll? What’s wrong?” He sat beside you on the roof of the base, casually winging an arm around your shoulder. Mundy looked down at you, wiping the single tear that threatened to fall out of your eyes “Nothin. Im..im fine.” You were lying, any idiot could find it obvious. The way you looked longingly into the sunset, like you missed something.
Home.
“Homesick, eh?” The Sniper is no stranger to this feeling, as he would also find himself wishing that he was back in Australia instead of fighting a war in New Mexico.
“How’d you know?” you asked, stumped. Had he read your mind or something like that?
“Intuition. And maybe it’s happened to me before.” He smiled, kissed the top of your head and pulled you closer to him. After what felt like hours, you had finally fell asleep in his arms. Mundy looked down, and couldn’t help but laugh a bit at how cute you looked.
He then sat you down on his lap, and sighed as he ran his fingers through your hair, you both sat on the roof, now calm and content.
Hopefully you felt better. If you didn’t, he’d deal with you tommorrow. For now, it was time to rest.
