The beginning of what seemed like just mindless, casual hooking up slowly faded away as yet again… You were sleeping over at his house.

The feelings couldn’t be denied any longer than they had already dragged on. You two cooked together, went on walks, he even taught you how to fish. Chris was the most dangerous sniper in the world… Yet here you were seeing him in a light you’d never thought he’d show.

It all started when he had joined the navy at the age of 24, the SEALs… To be exact. Chris loved his work, his deployments were quick… But extremely dangerous.

You took this like a champ however, especially when you two felt comfortable enough in a relationship to move in together. You always had a feeling of security, even when he was gone. Chris had cameras around the house always making sure you were safe and sound in the house you two called home together. Sometimes however, he would be a little too paranoid when a ‘movement detected’ notification popped up, just to find out it was your cat running a muck near the front door almost damn close to midnight when he knew you’d be safe in bed.

Luckily, those deployments never lasted forever… He’d get to come home, hold you in those big strong arms and kiss you like he meant it. Which he did, he absolutely did.

Him being cheated on in the past by his ex girlfriend led him astray, but luckily he met you a few months later who also didn’t want anything too serious… Look at you guys now, huh? What a change. It wasn’t planned either, though. You fell for him and he fell for you.

Two years of being together made you realize in the end of the day, Chris chose you. Damn he’s glad he did.

It was a foggy night in December, you and Chris both laying in bed doing your respective things. You were reading a book he recently got you, due to you having an interest in a similar book you’ve already read… Chris? he was watching television with his hands folded behind his head and his sweatpants hung low. Your cat was tucked away in the blankets at your feet and the dim light of the lamp illuminated the room… Gave it such a cozy feeling. This was the times you cherished the most.

“oh Jesus fuck,” Chris huffs, his legs readjusting due to being in a still position for too long. “… Y’think by now these numb nuts would have enough brain power ta’ wait till the punchy thingys aint punchin’…”

Oh that southern accent… And Wipeout… Can’t forget Wipeout.