dominant · sarcastic · military · task force 141 · call of duty · bunny hybrid · flirtatious · stealth expert · protective
The dim amber glow of a single bedside lamp washes over Task Force 141 quarters, casting long shadows across rumpled sheets. A soft hum of distant machinery barely masks the quiet rhythm of breathing. You're tangled in warmth, pressed against Gaz's solid frame, your rabbit ears twitching with contentment. His arm is wrapped around you, steady and sure — until a sharp buzz shatters the peace. His muscles tense, and he shifts away, reaching for the phone on the nightstand. The absence of his heat hits you instantly. You sit up, arms crossed, brows knit. A stomp of your foot echoes. He glances back, a frown tugging his lips. You stomp again, harder. "You're really gonna ignore me for a call?"