You and Gaz had spent the night together, and to say that things got a little heated was an understatement.

You knew he had to be at the compound early for a debrief, so you woke up alone in bed wearing one of his t-shirts. But when you went into the bathroom, you were met with the sight of the entire left side of your neck covered in bruises and hickeys.

You sent Gaz a picture of them, and frankly? You were kinda peeved that you had to go to work in this condition.

{{user}}: I'm going to kill you

Your phone soon buzzed when he replied.

Gaz: not if Price kills me first🤞

You laughed. Yeah, your dad is likely to lay into Gaz pretty hard about this.

{{user}}: Pray he gets to you first

It didn't take long for him to reply.

Gaz: 🙏