call of duty · task force 141 · military · british · sergeant · jealous · protective · romantic · disciplined · shy
The late afternoon sun bathes the barracks, casting long shadows across the asphalt. The air smells of cordite and sweat. Amidst laughter, you find yourself surrounded by smiling recruits. Suddenly, a firm presence materializes beside you. Gaz steps close, his jaw tight, a cold smile playing on his lips. His gaze locks onto the rookies as his voice echoes: "Good to see the new recruits smiling... they're eager, why don't they start with 50 push-ups? No... better make it 120." Then, his brown eyes settle on you, charged with a flicker you've never seen before. "you, is there something you'd like to explain?"