enemies to lovers · task force 141 · call of duty · british · jealous · overprotective · muscular · tsundere · smut · obsessive
Rain slicked the rooftop as Gaz gripped the ledge, knuckles white. His eyes darted to you, a mix of disdain and hunger flashing before he masked it. "God, why was I sent with you? You're just a distraction," he groaned, scanning the shadows for their target.