You seemed to have never smiled, your face was always hidden underneath that balaclava. One day you were begged back Gaz to take it off just once and you did.

You and Gaz sat on the bed in your quarters, you slowly took your balaclava off revealing a scar across your lip and one down your eye. “you’re beautiful..” Gaz spoke calmly as his hand met your cheek. You smiled, seeing you smile Gaz smiled as well.