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siddyyyyyyyy · 1 year ago

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Pairing: Gaz x reader (implied female)

summary: Gaz has a huge crush on you but you are oblivious. boohoo

wc: 3.5k

warnings: none, just Gaz being overly in love with you and being too afraid to admit, no y/n used, (brainrot)

a/n: this came out longer and I'm quite proud of that, but I still must warn you of my poor english and writing skills.

Ever since you helped the Task Force 141 out on a specific mission, Gaz felt like a teenage boy again. Sadly, you didn't see each other often. Working as an MI6 agent yourself and him as an SAS soldier, chances are low you'll see eachother again on a mission like the last time. But lucky for Gaz, you have to share the base for some time, since your own is being renovated. Because of that he sees you almost every time he enters the copy room or walks down the long corridors and hallways of the base.

Everyday he sees you, he will check if his outfit is put on nicely, if he smells weird or if he can grab your attention in a 'subtle' way. Once, he tripped on the way to the copy room because he saw you enter a few moments ago, straightening his uniform again just to trip down the carpet. But luckily, you didn't notice and just smiled kindly at him as a greeting before leaving with the necessary items back into your own, small office room. He will never admit it but seeing you makes his heart skip three times and beat ten times faster the longer he is near you. Maybe he's some sort of sick for feeling like that around you, but that doesn't mean he hates being around you. He enjoys your company even though he feels nervous and giddy around you, afraid to come off as weird or akward, as if trying to impress you in a way.

It's just the way you talk and look like, the way your hair falls onto your face so grazefully and your beautiful eyes are focused whenever you're concentrating, the way your sweet perfume smells like and just because of who you are as a person... he can't stop thinking about you sometimes. Maybe he's got himself too distracted once when even Soap, Johnny, tried to find out what's got his mind so occupied recently.

»You holdin' up alright?« He asks out of worry that his teammate might have a hard time for whatever reason, checking up on him since they have nothing to do at the moment.

»Yeah, of course. Why?«

Kyle answers back, finally getting out of his trance and looking at Johnny, who's standing right by his side. »Just... You seem distracted. Somethin' on your mind?« Johnny presses, not letting go of his slightly worried look while he questions him out. Little does he know that Kyle is just madly in love without realizing it himself.

»Uh... no. Not really. Do I seem that distracted to you?«

He chuckles softly and seems almost confused on why he would consider worrying about him in the first place since nothing's been eating up his mind lately. Expect for you. Unknowingly.

»Yes, you do seem distracted to me, always staring somewhere- zoning out, and... being more quiet? Like, where did your sarcasm go, huh?« He tries to phrase it more lighthearted but fails miserably, his eyes calling him out on how he noticed Kyle's behavior for a while and has been thinking about it. Kyle, on the other hand, is dumbfounded. He doesn't know what to answer or how to act, considering that nothing awful has been happening in his life lately. He ponders for a moment, asking back eventually.

»Sorry, I don't get what you mean...« He mumbles with a crooked smile, rubbing the back of his neck.

»Oh, c'mon- I see how something's on your mind. Or...« Now Johnny is thinking for a second, continuing his questioning, »maybe someone? «

That's when it finally clicks in his thick skull. Kyle has been thinking so much about you, even Johnny has noticed it. It's not like Johnny wouldn't anyway, but he's just suprised that he came off as unwell.

»Oh... no. Nah.« Gaz shakes his head and let out a small breath, feeling his cheeks heat up while glancing away and crossing his arms. He can't think about you again, it's getting embarrassing at this point. Johnny didn't miss out on anything, having caught the light blush spreading on his face and how his body language changed almost immediately.

»Uh-huh. I've caught you, spit it out. Who is it?«A teasing smile is spreading across his face at how the pieces finally fit together, having figured out that Kyle has a crush. Or something like that. Kyle shakes his head, still denying it even though it couldn't be more obvious at this point.

»Who is what? I don't get you, honestly.«

He shakes his head once more, trying to play dumb and escape this conversation. It will be hard to escape Johnny now, especially when he's got something interesting to talk about now. What is more interesting, watching the wind blow through the leaves of the trees or how his teammate is getting flustered over someone who isn't even there with them?

»Ah, don't be such a wanker. I know there's someone on your mind, right? Who is it? He or she?«

He keeps on asking and seemingly teasing him, not making it better for Kyle in the slightest. The only way to escape this is to answer him everything or yell at him.

»There's someone, alright? Just- shut up and don't mention it...« He accidentally chose the second option, kind of admitting as well, but not entirely while raising his voice. Johnny stays still for a moment but smiles again slightly once he sees Kyle sigh out and run a hand through his short hair and look back to him with apologetic eyes.

»Sorry, mate... «

»Eh, don't worry. It's that one MI6 agent, am I right?«That smile starts to get to Kyle, finding it more annoying the longer he looks at his teammate and has to stay calm for now.

»Hm. Maybe. Who knows?«

Is all he has to answer, a more obvious response wouldn't be necessary for Johnny anyway. He nods and looks away, relieved he isn't going through something as he first thought, now letting him alone with his thoughts again… for now, at least.

The way you just stand there and listen to the Captains words carefully is taking up all his attention right now. He can't help but stare at you, at how perfect you look even now when you're doing nothing. It's then, when he feels a small nudge against his shoulder and looks to his right. Ghost has nudged him for whatever reason, probably trying to tell him to pay attention to the Captain and not… you. He nods quietly and directs his eyes back to Price, but within a few moments he still looks your way. Subconsciously, of course. Ghost sighs silently beside him, shooting him a short glare that he doesn't seem to notice in the first place.

»Make the first move before it's too late.«

He feels goosebumps all over his skin as soon as he hears a deep gravel murmur that close to his ear, especially with the possible double message behind those words. Kyle slowly looks over to Ghost while he is just staring back at him emotionless, knowing it's most likely his last warning. Or even a small encouragement to do something. Eventually, he doesn't say anything back and tries to pay attention back to the Captain who was finally done talking after a few more minutes.

After that was done, Kyle promised himself not to stare at you whenever one of his two teammates, or both, are in the same room. It's too risky, too embarrassing for him to get caught. Though, the problem is that they already know and it's only a matter of time on when you're going to find out. But that's for another time.

However, this goes on and on for god knows how long your office is being completely renovated and you have to use one of the ones at their base. Gaz just can't not steal a few glances at you or try to make some small talk, having made a friendly friendship between you two. It's just like between colleagues, saying good morning's and asking how they're doing whenever they cross their paths on base. Even though it's nice, Kyle wants more. It's got to an absurd amount of want that he started daydreaming about your possible conversations with him, which gives Soap free opportunity to poke fun at him.

»Daydreamin' again, hm?«

»Daydreaming? What's that?« Kyle asks back sarcastically but really hopes to get away like this. He likes his teammate Soap, obviously, but sometimes he can't help but have the urge to drop kick him whenever he feels like getting teased by Johnny about his 'crush'. It's not like he has a crush, no, he just thinks you look pretty. »Uh-huh, you don't know what it is? Then explain to me why you've been staring at that tree for two hours without blinkin'.«

Johnny crosses his arms over his chest with a smug look, waiting for any bullshit reasoning from his friend to his question. He reads him like an open book at this point since he got to know about his little lover. Teasing and jokes have been unavoidable since then, reffering to you something along the lines of 'his little agent' or even better: 'his cupcake'. Whatever that means. »I've been thinking about how to kill you once this mission's done and hide your body so effectively that no one will find you.«

The deadpan look on his face is telling him he's serious, however Johnny snorts at him and shakes his head lightly.

»Yeah- sure. Firstly, you'll need to get Ghost off my back.«

He jokes, still wanting to joke and tease his colleague about that obvious crush. »Sure.«

He mumbles with a faint smirk and directs his eyes back to that same tree he's been staring at for however long. Johnny sighs beside him, shifting his weight on his feet briefly.

»You know, she likes you. I talked to 'er.«

»You talk to her?« Is all he has to say and ask him, finally giving Soap full attention amd what he's saying. Everytime you get mentioned near his presence it's like an IPad kid hears the intro of cocomelon. Full attention and dumb staring with almost no breathing.

»Jesus- I just talked to her. Asked 'er a few things or two.«Soap shrugs and smirks amused at his reaction, having noticed this clear action of him lately. Kyle, however, feels like he has to pay him money to find out what his teammate is about to say next.

»So? What did you ask? Did she mention me?« »Well, first of all- I asked if she has someone already.«

He stops talking, probably just wanting to keep Kyle guessing and keep teasing him about this little crush of his. »Yeah?« Gaz presses, his eyebrows slightly raised up while he listens to what Soap has to say next.

»Single. And she likes you.« He states proudly, his arms still crossed but with a beaming smile, as if he showed his parents his first drawing. Kyle scoffs, not believing him even though he really wants it to be the truth. One thing he learned is that Johnny often over-interprets things people say. So, he makes sure in asking him again.

»She likes me? How'd you know that?« His arms cross, too, over his chest with an interesting look on his face, almost suspicious. »I asked her, duh. 'What do you think of the team?' , 'It's nice, especially Gaz. He's nice.'«

Johnny is almost exploding with excitment of telling him these news, rocking back and forth on his heels ever so slightly, while imitating your voice.

»That doesn't mean anything, you know? She just thinks I'm nice, like you all.«

»Yeah- but she especially told you are nice out of all! That's something, right?«Kyle shakes his head, even though his heart is nearly exploding from what he's hearing, hoping he's right about it. Even though he would like to feed his own delusions, he knows better and glances away while chuckling lightly at Johnny's words.

»Right, right...«

.・゜゜・

»Talk to 'er« That gruff voice never fails to spook Gaz just a little every time.

»What?« Ghost rolls his eyes, needing to make himself clearer even though he thought he already made himself clear enough, since there's no one else he could be referring to. »Tell her a joke or somethin', works wonders.« He goes on, expecting for Kyle to just get what he's talking about and take his advice seriously. It's as if a dad is giving his son advice, while his son tries to catch on.

»Ah... well, I'll try.«

»No.«

Now, what does he mean by that? Kyle's confused, glancing over the training room briefly before turning back to Ghost.

»Can you... talk clearer? Full sentences, maybe?« He asks and waits for whatever kind of advice Ghost has up his sleeve. It's a suprise he even suggests some to him in the first place. »Okay, so...« Ghost places his hands on his hips, getting ready to tell him all the tricks and advice he has just for Gaz to probably throw them away.

»Firstly, make small talk. Even though everyone hates it, it's a good start, righ'?« He starts, tilting his head slightly lower as if a teacher is trying to explain his student something important. »Then, when the times right... make a good joke. A little army humor.«

Ghost shrugs, crossing his arms and waiting for Gaz to take in the advice he just told him. What a great wingman, he is. Kyle stares at him for a moment before nodding slowly.

»Right. What kind of 'army humor' should I use on an MI6 agent?« Ghost lets out a small huff of amusement, answering him shortly after.

»Maybe something like... What do you call a shipment full of military-issued T-Rexes?«They stare at eachother in silence for a few seconds before Ghost reveals the punchline.

»Small arms.«

Silence.

»Yeah- that's great advice, I'll take it. Thanks.« Gaz tries to go back to his workout as fast as possible, wanting to avoid bad advice from anyone for now, and not think about you for a while since you've been drowing his mind lately. »Just saying...« Ghost mumbles quietly and also goes back straight to his workout, thinking he did a somewhat good job on giving away some advice.

.・゜゜・

Don't move. Just breath in and out like you normally do, don't move or look at her direction, don't even breath in her direction. Don't shake your leg so much, she'll notice. Jesus Christ... Gaz thinks to himself while he sits next to you in this boring debrief he should pay attention to, trying to come of as neutral and normal as always. Everyone else is focusing, so why can't he? It's frustrating him but he's on edge at the same time just because you're sitting next to him. He shouldn't feel this much, he's grown and can act normal around his so called crush. So, what's different this time?

He doesn't know, neither do you know how nervous Gaz is right now while you're paying attention to the Captain of the team as he goes over the mission again and explains what happens now. It's only a few moments later when he's pulled back into reality.

»Gaz?« You repeat while looking at him, trying to figure something out that bothered your mind after the mission. He finally looks at you, a small but boyish smile spreading across his face once he sees you. God, you're beautiful. He nods to signal you that he's listening now. »Didn't you get the intel before we left?«

You couldn't remember who actually got the intel, if it was him or Soap... or Ghost? You can't remember and your curiosity is eating you up. As if that even matters now anyway.

»Oh, yeah. I got it before we left, just in time." He nods, trying so hard not to lose himself in your eyes right now, while answering such a simple question, and to come off as nonchalant. Even with his quiet voice crack that mamaged to accidentally slip out of his mouth. You nod back and smile slightly, finally able to keep your mind at peace with this little information.

After that small exchange your eyes are back at the Captain who's still on and on about explaining what will happen now that the mission's over and what the next might be. Gaz only now realises that his hand gripped his arm rest on his chair so tight that his knuckles turned white. He lets go of his arm rest and crossed his arms over his chest, gathering himself together to listen to the words of his boss.

But the way your hair looks so perfect and your eyes are focused, your skin looks so soft and kissable and just how angelic you look right now is making him go crazy. The way your eyes crinkle so softly whenever you smile is something he committed to memory. In his mind, you're perfect and he'd do anything for you to be able to see yourself through his eyes for a moment.

.・゜゜・

Gaz realised he's completely smitten with you. Would do anything and everything just to make you happy. It's just too sad you are clueless and don't know about any of his feelings towards you. Even with the advice from his friends Soap and Ghost, that were terrible, he still can't seem to approach you properly. You're just... he's afraid he would mess up any chance he could have with you.

Copying the last sheet of paper for his report, he's standing there with his hand on his hip, his other leaning on the edge of the copy machine. His eyes are trained on the machine while his mind wanders around, thinking more about you than necessary. The door of the room slides open and there is you, pretty as always and lock eyes with him for a second. You and your smile could kill, but he must stand his ground and don't do anything stupid. He greets you briefly with his hand, setting it back onto his hip before he stares at the copy machine again.

»How's your day?« You speak up while stepping to the other table across the small room, organizing some papers before possibly copying them aswell. »Oh, good so far. Can't wait to get this last paper done.«

He answers you as relaxed as he can at the moment, gripping the dear copy machine for live. You nod slightly while leaning against the desk, facing his way with your papers in hand. »And yours? Hopefully it's not too dusty on this base.« He tries to crack a small joke, knowing it must be still uncomfortable or at least not as comfortable in a new working area, when your own is being renovated. In return you shrug, smiling softly at his humor.

»Nah, it's fine. My day is going fine aswell. Not much to do.«

There's not much to say besides that and the only thing you can do now is look and study him. The way his hand is sitting on his hip so casually and his other grips onto the edge of the copy machine is giving him away. His knuckles are white from holding onto the edge, making you wonder why he seems so tense. You lock eyes again, seeing how he doesn't seem to budge a muscle, as if afraid to make a false move.

»Your last paper, huh? So, then you're free?« You try to keep this conversation going for a little longer. After all, the machine is taking seemingly longer than usual. »Uh, yep. Free after that. Are you... free aswell, after that?«

He asks, still trying to just keep cool and come off as nonchalant but his voice gives him away. Gaz looks at you almost sheepishly and waits for you to finally answer.

»No, I still have some work to do.« You answer him casually, not realizing he probably tried to ask you out just now. »Two reports, to be exact.« Gaz' shoulders slump down slightly and glances away for a moment, pressing his lips together. »Oh, well good luck. Hopefully they won't take long.«

He wishes you with a hint of disappointment and looks to you once more, hoping for whatever god there is for the copying process to be done already.

Finally, after a short silence it seems like it's done and he quickly takes out his needed papers, glancing to you once more before eventually walking out of the room. His hand feels more tense after having gripped onto the machine for so long but it goes away after a short while anyway. Meanwhile, you're peacefully copying your own set of papers and documents, not thinking too much about the interaction for now and go about your day.

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