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100 Followers Special: Fic Marathon
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more info on the fic marathon check out this post :) Day 1: Kyle Gaz Garrick
Tags: fluff, reader is insecure about themselves, xgn!reader Notes: ・❥・reader's texts are in purple ・❥・dividers drawn by @gomzdraws ・❥・ this fic was heavily inspired by this twitter post
a/n: starting off nice and sweet with Gaz our bb <;3
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Man, this burger really slaps
Damn right
You were both hanging out at a burger joint during the weekend after finally getting a break from Price. Gaz often invites you out to hang out outside missions, and since then, both of you have been close. Sometimes you were the one that called him up for outings, just casual lunch sessions or visiting each other’s flat. You clicked well with him, and conversation flows easily between you two since you’re both the youngest in 141.
Somewhere along the line, you realised you might have been harbouring feelings for him, but knowing in this field of job being operators and such, relationships are not something that can come easily, and really, with how long you guys have known each other, you’re too afraid to ruin the friendship between you and him. You’d think he thought of you as nothing more than a close friend, a working partner, or just buddies despite already knowing each other for two years or so. 
If anything, you already deemed yourself unfit for him and out of his league. You’re not dumb; you have seen the people he has hooked up with, and their attributes were, if not the complete opposite of what you have, but there is one thing that stayed consistent with his partners.
They all have dark hair like yours.
Maybe that’s why you couldn’t move on; because that one detail is enough to fuel your hopes and dreams, that perhaps one day you’ll have a chance.
But today is not that day, or is it?
I really shouldn't have ordered that many fries
Gaz held his stomach as you laughed and shoved his shoulder.
Yeah, but are you still up for desserts? I think the central park had some food trucks around; one of them sells croffles, and I want to try it.
Hm, I think by the time we walk there, I’ll probably have space for it then.
You grin as he gives his tummy a rub. Both of you decided to walk down the street until you reached the town square, which branches off into gardens and other market stores with a fountain in the middle. You looked around with him until you spotted the truck.
Hey, how bout you find a seat, and I’ll get us two croffles, any flavours you want?
Erm, I don’t know. What kinds do they have?
Blueberry cheese, peanut butter almond, strawberry yoghurt, and banana nutella I think there’s one with chocolate as well.
Gaz pondered for a moment before finally deciding on the strawberry yoghurt croffle as he found a spot to sit on the concrete benches near the fountain.
You quickly went ahead and ordered it and returned with both croffles. You ordered the blueberry cheese since it was their top-selling product. 
Oh! These look good; how much was it? 
Gaz lightens up as he takes the croffle from you and reads the receipt. He nods at the appropriate prices before finally taking a bite, humming and enjoying the dessert as you giggle and take yours as well. You do take a bite from his, and he’ll do the same with yours, until a loud scream catches both of your attentions. You instinctively rise from the seat as you follow the source of the voice.
"Yes!! I do!!"
It was a public proposal done by a couple. You give a sigh as you grumble slightly, relieved but also annoyed. Gaz gives you a nudge as he, too, relaxes his shoulder and watches the scene unfold before you two.
It was quite a grand gesture; one of the partners was kneeling on the ground with a big bouquet of roses, and speaking of roses, there were rose petals surrounding the fountain, the other person was happily crying as they wore a ring and hugged their partners.
How nice.
You scoff at the thought and sit back on the benches as Gaz asks you a question that caught you off guard.
Have you ever thought about marriage?
You stopped biting into your croffle as you stared back at him with a bewildered expression.
Marriage? When was the last time you ever thought about things like that? But it is a nice thought—too nice of a thought because you know your days are numbered ever since you stepped into the military. It also doesn’t help when your past relationships ended terribly. But you won’t lie; it is an idea you’ve imagined before.
Retired and with the one you love, spend the rest of your life somewhere quiet, where nothing can harm you or disturb your peace. To enjoy and share those moments with someone you can trust and rely on. 
I have… But I can’t say I’ll do it; I wouldn't even marry myself.
You answer vaguely as he gives a "hmmm" as a response as he leans in close and asks another question with curiosity.
Why not?
You laughed at the question as you sighed and munched on the dessert. You looked at him from the corner of your eye as you rubbed your neck awkwardly.
Too much to handle, to say the least.
You answered back honestly as he blinks and just nods quietly after a while. You noticed he was doing something with his hands, though, and sure enough, he gives you a bright smile as he bumps your shoulder.
Give me your hand.
Why?
Just trust me.
Are you going to dip my hands into something weird again?
Not this time.
….
You narrowed your eyes at him suspiciously as he gave you a puppy eye and a tilt of his head. You gave in as you raised your left arm for him as he took your palm and slid something into your hand. You held it up as you looked at what on earth he just did-
I’d marry you with paper rings.
Your eyes widen and your breath hitches at your throat as you look at the receipt paper from before it was rolled and folded into a ring-like shape, sitting snugly on your fourth finger. You slowly turn your head as you try to remain calm, but you can feel your neck burning up slowly.
You’re an idiot.
He laughed, laughed hard as he shook his head and flashed you a wink as he stood up.
Already heard that one before; maybe try something else, yeah?
There it is, that charming smile of his whenever he is happy, the one that always makes you fall for him harder, a wide grin that flashes his canine and crinkles up the corner of his eyes, this time you can almost spot just a shade of color blooming in his cheeks. You were about to give back another comment before a ringtone stopped you.
Gaz picks up the call as he frowns.
This is Gaz speaking....okay, yes sir, yes... Alright, on our way, sir. Ah y/n, Price just called us in; we needed to be back at base in 10 for a briefing session, then we needed to be sent to another mission again.
You give a nod as both of you promptly leave and walk back to his car.
You’re thankful Price interjected, because if that hadn’t happened, he could probably see how red your ears had become.
He doesn’t know, but you wore the paper ring to the mission too, just covered by your gloves. 
Maybe it was great that you didn’t give up on the hope of being something more than just friends with him. You plan to ask him out after the mission :)
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