#gaz garrick x reeader

[hellsfirekeepsyouwarm]

hi! I just saw your requests are open and I love your writing and was wondering if you can do something with either ghost or gaz where reader is going to school for their masters in communications while working with the 141 and asks them to read their thesis but instead ghost/gaz makes them take a break/go to bed or something? I've been reworking my thesis from this last semester and I'm losing my mind lol....keep up the amazing writing and thank you so much love!

Here To Serve

Hello love! Thanks for coming my way with this ask because i just needed an excuse to write for Gaz. :D Be prepared to be fall in love with this man, i did. I tried to keep it simple, i hope you'll like it.

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick x Reader

Summary: Gaz finds you glued to you computer, tired an worn out and he takes the matter in his hands.

Uh-oh. It slips out of Kyle's mouth when he stops in front of his flat. He hears the last notes of Rihanna's Umbrella song before some classical takes over, even louder. He can't hear his own keys jingle opening the door, he can hear every instrument from the blasting music, ears already ringing. He can't prepare himself for the sight hat he's about to see.

You are just a small figure on the sofa, completely buried in papers, books and sharpies. And he can't help but chuckle at how lost you look, a manic expression on your troubled face, furiously typing on the keyboard. He's sure if you see him standing there, a smile on his face while you are on the edge of going crazy, you'll bite his head of for being so insensitive. He would watch you longer if the damn music wouldn't rip his brain out.

The room is a mess, and he finds the speaker under another pile of scratched out paper. He just lowers the volume, your head snaps up immediately at the loss of the stimulating background noise.

You look honestly horrifying.

"Oh no. You are home early." You smile, sheepish, almost embarrassed. Your eyes are glossy, makeup smudged over your cheek, messy hair peeking out of his grey hoodie that you are wearing.

You sudden surprise to see him sooner than you thought is quick to dissolve, you start rambling when Gaz sends you that scolding gaze. "Okay, so i had an idea. But that turned out worse than the previous one. So i had to rewrite half of it. But then i realized i may or ma no the original one better, so i..."

"Love.." Gaz puts down the Mexican food he got on his way home, finding his way to you over books and random stuff he wouldn't think about using while preparing for a thesis. Crouching next to you, a soft look easing the tension in your shoulders. "We talked about this."

"But i done it. Seriously." You turn your laptop towards him, to show a folder that was there weeks ago, perfect and ready. "I just need you to read it and tell me what's wrong with it."

Gaz shakes his head with a faint smile. "Oh no, no more of that nonsense. Give it to me."

With that, the computer is out of your reach, his skillful hands stealing it from your iron grip you had on it for hours now. You just now feel your sweaty palms, and an aching back and neck. "No, Kyle, please. I gotta double check if it's okay now."

"You will not do such thing tonight, and if it's up to me, ever." He take the laptop to the other end of the room, saving the folder beforeshutting it down. You want to protest more, but honestly your body is like stone, rooted on the same spot where you sat down in the early afternoon.

He's wearing casual clothes, one of your favorite jacket, that dark brown leather one, his skin is glowing from the wetness of the rain, cologne leaving a scent trail behind. You missed him so much.

You sigh, defeated, you know he won't let you touch anything that is related to your studies.

He walks back to you, your tired eyes searching for comfort in his gaze that he's more than happy to offer with a quick peck on your lips when gets back to you. He brushes the hair out of your face, soft fingertips caressing your skin. He doesn't linger too long, turning to the bag he placed on table, probably finding the only free space on it.

"Hey, where are you going?" You pout, unhappy about his absence in your personal space. He has that calming effect on you, and the loss of it makes your brain tick, circling back to your thesis.

"Uh-uh, do not think about it! I brought food, just gon' grab soda from the fridge and we can dug in, copy?" You nod, starting to arrange the books on the table, pushing everything in a big unstable pile in the middle.

He returns quickly, flashing a wide smile, eyes sparkling with love. You watch him fish out the food from the takeaway bag, the smell of Mexican food hitting your nose. He places mystery food bags in front of, making you wonder what deliciousness is inside them. "There you go, love."

You dive in together, eating in silence, a soft piano and violin duo making some background noise, occasionally letting out some huffs and satisfied hums.

You both watch the other in secret, laughing like teenagers when catching a glimpse of the other staring. Times like this you remember how young you both are, despite the lifes you live. On the field, his youthfulness presents itself as strength in body and mind, in quick reflexes and sharp ideas. At home, he is just a guy, feeding his significant other, making sure they are well rested and cared for. He's an idiot in love.

You inhaled you food while he eats comfortably, no rush in it. So you just memorize this moment, him eating in complete piece, enjoying the flavors, shutting his eyes for a seconds longer, maybe the taste is better that way. You are in awe of how full of life he is, and you would be the happiest person on this earth to keep watching him.

He opens his eyes, the last bite gone too. "Wha?" He's bushing, his accent popping off with the question.

"Nothing." You hold up both your hands, or rather the arms of the hoodie that swallowed your limbs.

Breath caught in his throat every time he sees you in his clothes. Yeah, you wore it ten minutes ago too, when he arrived home, but as your face beams like the rays of sunshine, a stupid smile plastered on your perfect lips, your body hiding under his own clothing, he feels like he's in heaven. His scent hugging your skin, the thought that you are so cozy in his clothes is just intoxicating. Makes his heart skip a beat.

"Come 'ere." That voice, raspy like in the mornings, when hes turned on, or when his emotions strike him at once. He pulls you close to his side, arm hugging you close, securing your body next to his. You snake your limbs over his body, leg hooked in his, arm grabbing his shirt for support.

When you settle, he sighs into your hair, planting small kisses on the crown of your head.

"Thanks for the dinner." You smile, turning our face upwards to meet with his gaze. "And for the distraction."

"Anytime, love. Here to serve." His cheeky smile makes you giggle, oh how madly in love you are with him.

"Hmmm... Well in that case, where the hell is the dessert soldier?" You ask, not able to hide your smile.

"Your dessert is right here, darling." He point at himself, utterly proud of his answer.

You laugh into his mouth, closing that already small distance between your lips, sharing a longing kiss. A kiss you yearn all day.

You break the kiss, trying to be as serious as you can. "But you brought dessert, right?"

He laughs, head thrown back, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down. "Yeah, i brought dessert."

He kisses you with fiery eyes, tenderly, lovingly, the softest way a man is capable of. That dessert might have to wait a little more.

[konigenblobbity]

MASTERLIST

Welcome to my Masterlist! I keep it as updated as possible, both with adding the links to published works, along with updating it if I have any works in the process.

Here is the key in order to navigate it! Enjoy meine Lieben <3 (I’m still figuring out the layout, and how I want to set it up, so this may not be the final look)

Key:

🫐 —> Fluff

🍷 —> NSFW

☁️ —> Angst

🪩 —> Request

🌼 —> Headcannon

💋 —> Drabble

Call of Duty: Modern Warfare

Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley

🌼🪩 SFW and NSFW Headcannons

🍷 So They Know You’re Mine - F!Reader

🍷 You Think I Wouldn’t Know? - F!Reader

🫐🍷🪩 First Time - F!Reader

🫐☁️ What is Your Problem?!, [Part 2] - F!Reader

☁️🍷 We Shouldn’t be doing this… - F!Reader

🫐☁️🪩 Emergency Contact - GN!Reader

☁️ Hostage Situation [Part 2] - GN!Reader

König

🌼🪩 SFW and NSFW Headcannons

🫐 Paranormal Encounters, [Part 2] - F!Reader

🫐🍷Can’t Help but Fall Apart - F!Reader

🫐🍷🪩 My Sweet Sachertorte- F!Reader

🫐 One Floaty, Two Lovers - GN!Reader

🫐☁️ Stop Distracting me - GN!Reader

Johnny ‘Soap’ MacTavish

🌼🪩 SFW and NSFW Headcannons

🫐☁️ What is Your Problem?!, [Part 2] - F!Reader

Captain John Price

🌼🪩 SFW and NSFW Headcannons

Kyle ‘Gaz’ Garrick

🌼🪩 SFW and NSFW Headcannons

!! COMING SOON !!

🫐🍷 Put on a show - 141 + König x F!Reader

Spider-Man: Across the Spiderverse

Hobie ‘Spider-Punk’ Brown

🫐🍷 Metallic Beauties - F!Reader

🫐 Flirty and Teasing - F!Reader

🫐☁️ Heartthrob to Heartbreaker - F!Reader

☁️ It’s all Written Down, [Part 2] - F!Reeader

🫐☁️🪩 Deafening Silence - F!Reader

🌼🪩 Triple Threat - F!Reader

🍷All For You - F!Reader

🫐☁️ At Home Medic - F!Reader

🫐💋 Kisses Before Bed - GN!Reader

☁️🪩 Out of Line - GN!Reader

🌼🪩 Hobie x Non-Verbal Reader

🍷💋 Hobie on a Leash - F!Reader

🫐🍷🪩 I Like ‘em Big, I Like ‘em Hunky - F!Buff!Reader

🍷💋 Hobie Realizes he Likes Being Choked - F!Reader

Pavitr Pranhakar

🌼🪩 Triple Threat - GN!Reader

Miguel O’Hara

☁️🪩 Out of Line - GN!Reader

🫐☁️ Lion Tamer, [Bonus]- GN!Reader

🍷 Stress Relief - F!Reader

!! COMING SOON !!

🍷 Sleepless Nights - Miguel x F!Reader

🍷🪩 Making love - Hobie x F!Reader

🫐🪩 Courting you - Hobie / Miguel x GN!Reader

Star Wars

Anakin Skywalker

Mandalorian

!! COMING SOON !!

🍷 Taking Care of the General - Anakin x F!Jedi!Reader

☁️ My Own Personal Nurse - Anakin x F!Reader

Narcos

Javier Peña

☁️ It Wasn’t My Fault, [Part 2] - F!Reader

!! COMING SOON !!