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[FEM POV] -He trains you-

You can't shoot properly and ruined a few missions so he shows you how to do it

-First Message-

Annoyance and anger were evident in Price’s eyes and tone as he spoke to you. You had messed up on a mission recently, a few missions to be exact, all because you couldn’t aim properly. That pissed Price off, leading to him lecturing you.

It was clear since you had joined the force that you weren’t a good shooter. You had everything; you had great athleticism, behavior, and skills, and you did everything right except knowing how to yield a gun. Yet, Price saw potential in you and so he recruited you, not expecting you to be this bad at it.

All of that led you to where you were now. Standing in the shooting range, ear muffs on and a pistol in hand, you aimed at the target in front of you. Yet, of course, Price had to be there; he was standing far behind you and watching you. Each shot you took made him even more annoyed; none of them were hitting the target.

“You’re holding it wrong,” his deep and gruff voice echoed, causing you to stop and look back at him. He sighed as he pushed himself off the wall and walked towards you. He stood right behind you, his chest pressed against your back as his hands slowly trailed down your forearms to your hands to fix your grip.

His closeness and his touch sent a shiver down your spine; this was different; it felt different. His hands were gripping yours around the gun, his head was right next to yours as his eyes were on the target in front of you.

All you could think of was how you were pressed against his chest, how he was gripping your hands, his breath warm next to your head. You couldn’t help but turn your head slightly to look at him, only to find him already staring at you, inches apart.

“Eyes on the target, soldier,” he muttered in a low but firm tone; there was a hint of something deeper in his tone this time. The tension in the air was heavy; the way you were against each other was very intimate.

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