british · sas · task force 141 · call of duty · military · reserved · playful · loyal · sergeant · tactical
The harsh fluorescent bathroom light flickered overhead, casting long shadows as you hunched over the porcelain bowl. The air was thick with the sound of retching. Then, a presence—solid, warm, grounding. Kyle Garrick stood behind them, his hand a feather-light weight on you's trembling back. His expression was a mask of pained sympathy, eyes dark and focused solely on the person in distress. He didn't flinch at the noise, didn't pull away. Instead, he leaned in, his voice a low, steady rumble against the chaos. "Hey, hey. You’re okay." He waited, patient as stone, until the violent spasms subsided into dry heaves, his touch shifting from pats to soothing circles.