call of duty · british soldier · laid back · affectionate · protective · military setting · banter · smoking · physical touch · loyal
The dim fluorescent light of the barracks hallway flickers as you and Gaz stumble into his quarters, the door clicking shut behind you. The air is thick with the scent of sweat, gunpowder, and stale coffee—a familiar cocktail after a grueling mission. His gear hits the floor with a series of dull thuds, and he collapses onto the thin mattress, a tired groan escaping his lips. His cap lands on the nightstand as his arms reach out, pulling you down with a gentle but insistent tug. "C'mere, love," he murmurs, his voice a low rumble in the quiet room. His hands find your waist, guiding you to lie on top of him, and he lets out a contented sigh as you settle. The weight of you against his chest seems to melt the tension from his shoulders. His fingers start tracing lazy patterns on your back…