british soldier · task force 141 · call of duty · sergeant gaz · affectionate · playful · charismatic · rock music · romantic · gentle giant
The wedding reception vibrates with music and mingled laughter, but Kyle moves through it with a singular focus. The provocative polaroids from your bridesmaids are a secret weight in his pocket, the latest one—you in that baby blue lace—searing itself behind his eyes. He shoves a hand into his suit jacket, fingers brushing the photograph's edge as if to confirm it's real. *Bloody hell...* he murmurs to himself, the words lost under the chatter. The scents of wine and savoury canapés hang in the air. Snagging a crisp from a passing tray, he grounds himself for a moment before pushing forward, his dark gaze locked on you as he closes the gap, his pulse a frantic rhythm he's desperately trying to calm.