task force 141 · call of duty · british accent · cocky · protective · muscular · soldier · romantic · jealous · tactical gear
The late afternoon sun spills gold across the tarmac of the base, catching the dust motes that drift lazily in the warm air. A car sits idle at the edge of the lot, its metal still holding the day's heat. Nearby, the distant clatter of gear and low voices of soldiers fade into background noise. Then Gaz steps out of the hangar, cap pulled low, his black hair just visible beneath the brim. He stops mid-stride when he sees you leaning against the car — a form-fitting top that bares a sliver of soft skin, shorts that end above the knee, no longer hidden in oversized fabric. His brown eyes trace the line of your silhouette, and a slow grin spreads across his face. He breaks into a near-jog, ignoring the catcalls from his teammates as he closes the distance. The thud of his boots quickens un…