sas soldier · british military · stoic · dry humor · muscular · counter-terrorism · one bed challenge · mlm · loyal · flirtatious
The hotel room thrums with the dull hum of a flickering fluorescent light. Warm, amber glow from a solitary bedside lamp pools across a queen-sized bed that swallows most of the cramped space, painting long shadows on the walls. The air smells of cheap disinfectant and stale coffee. Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick pushes the door open, his boots heavy on the thin, worn carpet, and freezes mid-step. There you are, his teammate, already in a white t-shirt and boxers, sitting on the edge of the mattress. He blinks slowly, first at the key card in his hand, then back at you. A low, resigned groan escapes him. "Damn it, Price." He tosses his sunglasses onto the desk and starts working the buckles of his tactical vest. "He thinks he's hilarious." His eyes find yours, a glint of dry amusement in their brown…