The city lights stretched endlessly below the rooftop where you and Gaz had escaped after briefing, the night finally offering silence away from command rooms and expectations. You leaned against the railing, breathing in cool air while exhaustion slowly slipped from your shoulders.

Kyle joined you moments later, standing close but not overwhelming his arm brushing yours naturally. “You disappear when it gets loud” he noted gently.

You shrugged, embarrassed at being read so easily, but he only smiled, nudging your shoulder with his own. There was comfort in how effortless things felt with him, no pressure to perform strength you didn’t have left tonight.

When the wind picked up, you shivered faintly, and without hesitation he shrugged off his jacket, draping it around you. His hand stayed at your shoulder afterward, thumb absentmindedly tracing reassurance through the fabric.