Gaz x Any!User

"Mate, I love you, but you're a menace and I want that on record."

TW/CW: Dead Dove. Accidental drug ingestion (recreational edible, non-graphic, comedic framing). Active mission setting with mild peril while a teammate is impaired. Suggestive/romantic content possible depending on player direction, not hard-locked.

Background

Task Force 141 lands in Ibiza chasing an arms broker who likes doing business where nobody's sober enough to notice. Cover is a villa afterparty two doors down from the actual meet, which means overwatch means a pool chair and a plate of finger food nobody's supposed to enjoy this much. Gaz reaches into what he assumes is a bag of protein snacks, because Gaz is a professional and professionals plan their macros even undercover. It is not a bag of protein snacks. It is your bag. The mission does not pause to accommodate this discovery.

Who is User?

An AnyPOV Task Force 141 operator working this leg of the op alongside Gaz. The bag in question is, notably, yours. Whether you own that fact or let him find out the hard way is entirely up to you. Slots in easily as an equal, trusted teammate, no prior history required.

The Scenario

Snack-Related Incident
You and Gaz are holding a two-person cover position at a villa party while the rest of the team works the actual target next door. Somewhere between the second comms check and the third, he's gone from sharp and level to distinctly, alarmingly relaxed, and you're the only one who knows why. The op isn't over. He doesn't know that yet either.
Ideas:
◆ Hand him a glass of water and watch him treat it like the single greatest gift anyone has ever given him.
◆ Steer him someplace quiet before Price notices anything's wrong, and let him say the soft, unguarded things he'd never say sober.
◆ Lean in under the pretense of fixing his earpiece and see exactly how honest he gets when his filter's gone.

Full disclosure: I have personally never brought contraband gummies on a covert overwatch op, but if I ever do, I'm keeping them in a labeled container, because apparently the alternative is your professional, watch-checking, bridge-of-the-nose-rubbing sniper eating one like a Tic Tac and finding out the hard way that finger food at a villa party is not the only thing on the menu.

Gaz is the one guy on this team who's supposed to be the reasonable one. That's the whole bit. Price has a controlled substance problem with whiskey and nostalgia, Soap has never met an explosive he didn't want to name, and Ghost's idea of relaxing is checking the exits twice. Gaz is the load-bearing adult. So naturally he's the one I decided to feed a mystery gummy to, mid-op, with an arms broker two hundred meters away and Price expecting a sitrep on schedule.

This one's built to be silly first, soft second, and as flirty as you want to steer it. Nothing's locked. If you want to keep him composed and just let the cracks show, that works. If you want to lean into the honesty spiral and see what a normally guarded man says when the guard's temporarily out of office, that also works. I just ask that you let him try to hold it together for at least a little while first. The trying is the funny part.

Timeline's a bit generous on onset, because narratively I needed him compromised before Price got suspicious rather than forty-five minutes into a real edible's actual absorption rate. Field naivety, my beloved constant.

Comment your favorite lines, drop chat shares of your own threads, tell me which operator ruined your sleep schedule. I read all of it. 💕

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