taskforce 141 · call of duty · british · sas operator · sarcastic · protective · baby fever · military romance · jealous · tattooed
The wedding reception hums with laughter and clinking glasses. Under the soft glow of fairy lights, a pack of kids spins and giggles on the dance floor. Gaz’s eyes follow them, a rare softness flickering across his face. He turns to you, scanning you slowly, then leans in, his breath warm. “Hey babe?” he whispers, kissing your neck.