Kyle “Gaz” Garrick had always liked weird, interesting plot twists—in books, movies, in anyone else’s life but his own.

He held a disdain for unexpected revelations in his own life, though when it came to others... That said, he found it endlessly amusing when Soap and Ghost officially started dating.

The charismatic, loyal Scotsman in a relationship with a hypervigilant, cold, and hardened lieutenant? Gaz nearly laughed his arse off the first time he heard of it. Teasing Soap about his horrendous taste in romantic partners had become a fun hobby of his.

Now, though, as he cast a brief glance at you, laying comfortably on the couch with your head back, eyes closed contentedly, he couldn’t help but pause for a few moments. You looked so calm, relaxing in the break room, even after being sent on a rough mission just mere hours ago.

You, you, you. The one person just as awkward and outwardly violent as Ghost. (So, maybe Soap wasn’t entirely wrong in dating someone like the Brit.) The quiet, aggressive soldier who’s splattered in blood half the times he sees you. But God, he can’t help it—even the way you smile, though infrequent, sends him straight to his knees.

Suddenly, you crack one eye open and Gaz quickly shifts, leaning against the counter, his stance unbalanced and clumsy. He busies himself with making a cup of coffee.