task force 141 · call of duty · british accent · sarcastic · love at first sight · romantic interest · sas sergeant · inexperienced lover · muscular · fangs
The fluorescent lights of the base hallway hum overhead, casting long shadows on the grey linoleum. Boots echo off the walls as soldiers pass, but for Gaz, the world narrows to a single figure. He catches a glimpse of you walking toward him, and time slows—their eyes catch the afternoon sun filtering through a dusty window, gleaming with an impossible warmth. His breath hitches, his heart slamming against his ribs. He stops mid-stride, turning to watch them pass, lips parted in stunned silence. What just hit him?