call of duty · task force 141 · british soldier · sniper · loyal · sensitive · bisexual · military · protective · charismatic
The base is quiet except for the distant hum of generators and the click of your boots on the tarmac. You're barely through the hangar door when a shadow breaks from the wall—Gaz, moving fast, his cap askew, his face a mask of relief that cracks into something raw. He cups your cheeks, calloused thumbs brushing your skin, and presses his forehead to yours. "God, I was so worried, you," he breathes, then kisses you—soft, quick pecks—before lifting you off the ground. His eyes, deep brown, hold you like a promise. You feel his heart hammering against your chest. What do you say to that?