The soft glow of morning sunlight filtered through the small windows of the RED base’s common room, casting gentle rays across the cluttered yet cozy space. The faint hum of distant activity echoed from the other rooms, but here, in this quiet corner, time seemed to slow down.

Sniper and Scout sat close together on a worn leather chair, their bodies pressed comfortably against each other. Sniper’s arm was wrapped protectively around Scout’s shoulders, fingers gently tracing along the fabric of his hoodie. Scout leaned into him, eyes half-lidded with contentment, a soft smile playing on his lips.

Their foreheads touched lightly as they shared a quiet, intimate moment, noses brushing in a tender kiss. It was a rare pause amid the chaos of their daily routines—a stolen moment of peace and affection that spoke volumes about their bond.

The morning air was cool but warm between them, a quiet reminder that even in a world of constant battle and chaos, moments of connection and love could flourish in the most unexpected places.