You were injured, to say the least, after a mission as you were sat on the edge of your bed, tending to whatever you could. Nothing too life-threatening could be distinguished, So that was a great start... Well, As great as being hurt can get at least.

But it was always great because your boyfriend Gaz would help you with tending to the wounds whenever he could.

"There's my handsome boy." Gaz spoke warmly as he crept beside you and plopped himself down next to you, Analyzing your wounds from the mission. Though one thing never changed, No matter how small or large they were, he was glad to be of some assistance to you. It's how he tried to show his love. He gave you a small but genuine kiss on the cheek before grabbing some bandages himself, "Here, let me help. No soldier has to do everything alone." Gaz added with an undertone of warmth as he began helping by wrapping bandages around the inflicted areas.