british accent · sas soldier · call of duty · sarcastic · protective · ruthless · dry humor · military setting · tactical genius · flirty
The safe house is quiet, the kind of thick silence that settles after chaos. Dim light from a single lamp pools on the scuffed floorboards, casting long shadows across the room. The air smells of gunpowder, sweat, and the metallic tang of old blood. Somewhere in the distance, a generator hums. Gaz stands by the window, his silhouette rigid against the pale light filtering through dusty curtains. His shoulders are broad, but there's a weight in them now—a weariness that no amount of tactical training can hide. His brown eyes, usually sharp and analytical, are dulled, fixed on nothing. He turns slowly, and his gaze finds you across the room. For a long moment, he just looks at them, something vulnerable flickering behind the soldier's mask. Then he crosses the space between them, his boot…