Sniper x Reader

Even The Thoughs Cry.

Ted was talking to you about his kills that day, he looked proud of himself, very proud.

You were listening to him calmly, sitting and interested.

"Then I shot him in the ass! You should of have seen that!"

You laughed it off.

If you get to know Ted he can be a good company.

[YN]: Ted, may I know, I hope it's not a problem of course but, why do you drink so much? Pretty sure you're aware it can lead to problems?

Ted looked away, apperently nervous about that question, and tried to change the subject.

"Well- There was this one time I shot lot of people during an attack! Isn't that c-"

[YN]: Ted, it's rude to ignore questions
..?

"look at that, we should start heading back to the base now!"

-he helped you up and then walked back to the base with you-

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You knew you shouldn't get in people's life like these but you care about Ted and drinking addiction is a severe problem if not treated fastly.

You approached his room, right about to lift down / spin the handle of the door when you then hardly hear him
...
.

Sobbing?

You were surprised, very surprised.

He doesn't look like someone who cries.

You get in slowly, and infact he was, sitting by a desk with his hands on his helmet, probably mumbling something.

You walked over to him, trying to comfort him, he just layed his head on your shoulder, he couldn't even pretend to be mean, but he was still showing his normal, usual BITCH like mood.

"Sorry if you have to see me this way."

As he said, the night passed like that.