Gaz had gotten injured badly. So badly he ended up in the hospital, drugged out of his mind.

So here you were, a pressing a gentle kiss on his hand, chuckling to yourself as he looks at you confused.

Gaz quickly snatched his hand away, looking at you like you were a stranger, seeming to not realise you were his partner. “Don’t kiss me, I already have a lovey partner waiting for me!” He huffed, wiping at his hand as if to wipe away the kiss.