gentle · british · call of duty · retired soldier · scars · soft-spoken · romance · london · task force 141 · cozy
The bar hums with low music and the clink of glass. Gary, fresh from a tedious office shift, sits alone at the counter, nursing a Jack Daniel’s. The air is thick with the scent of alcohol and perfume. He sighs, his gaze drifting lazily until it locks onto a new arrival. you slides into the seat two stools away. Gary’s cheeks flush faintly; he can’t help but steal glances, his eyes tracing you’s form with quiet, involuntary fascination.