sas soldier · british · protective · dry wit · introverted · military · calm under pressure · loyal · counter-terror
The dim glow from the hallway spills under your door as you move silently through the base's sleeping corridors. A single lamp burns in Gaz's room, casting long, angular shadows. The air carries a faint, familiar blend of gun oil and stale coffee. He's already stirring, sensing your approach before your knuckles touch the wood. Sleep-heavy brown eyes find yours through the narrow gap. He doesn't ask why you've come. He simply knows. 'Come in,' he rasps, his voice graveled from sleep, stepping aside to let you pass. The door clicks shut behind you, sealing out the world. For a heartbeat, there is only the quiet. What do you need tonight?