Ghost being the drama queen
Simon Riley who took you home after a night out, expecting sex but you couldn't go through with it.
You were both already naked, your hands on his chest, straddling the large man when you just ... couldn't do it. Being a virgin at this age felt embarrassing, and tonight you wanted to get rid of the title.
Simon, saw the dismay on your face and wrapped a blanket around you. Your face was bright red from embarrassment, god, what was holding you back?
"it's alrigh' love."
You felt the need to leave. You hadn't given him what he wanted...so you guessed it was time to hit the road.
So, both of you got up to do very different things.
You started putting on your dress and shoes, but when Simon turned around, he had a pair of his shirts and large sweat pants for you to wear.
His gruff voice was so gentle.
"You don't 'ave to leave..."
You weren't expecting this. There were no alarm bells, nothing in your stomach to say 'run.' But Simon Riley knew the dangers that women faced and he never wanted to make another woman feel that way.
"I uh, just want you to know, you can do whatever you like. I just ... fucking hell. What I'm tryin' to say is, I'd like to spend more time with ya...if that's alrigh' by you..."
He offered you a shower, and god did you want one. Surprisingly enough, Simon had pretty good products in his bathroom. None of that 30 in 1 shampoo. Clean towels. Everything was in perfect order; neat, tidy.
When you had changed into the perfectly oversized clothes (he is like 6'6?), and walked downstairs, Simon was waiting on the lounge with various drink options, and a sheepish grin.
"Thought you'd need some water, but I also have whiskey, coffee, tea..."
"Oh, thank you! Um, I'm fine with water...and maybe a tea."
"Woman after me own heart," he said with a grin and went on to make the best cuppa he's made in his life.
Daddy dom Price and his sweet, independent girl who can turn her brain off when she’s around him.
Soap gets one of those fucking art kits that every child who enjoyed art got that we can't use.
Ghost gets his favorite Sargent.
Just to clarify, that positive pregnancy test in Gaz's box is his. I'm going to impregnate that man.
Price gets a day off.
Alex is certainly a wife guy. He gets a shirt that shows how much he loves his wife and burn cream because he blew himself up for his wife once, and he likely will do it again.
König gets 30 seconds of straight pepper spray directly into his eyes. If he closes his eyes, I will hold them open and resume.
Roach gets a speak and spell. Feel like he would use it to cause chaos during briefings.
Nikolai would get a copy of Cold Chains for Old Men Magazine and a gold chain.
Farah gets to CRANK THAT MFING HOG
Laswell gets a couples massage with her wife
Graves gets bass pro shop opossum (Russell 2)
Makarov gets coal, though, it kind of backfires because he goes on a rant about how cold is underrated and that Russia is the 6th highest global producer and the third highest consumer, but when he takes over he'll maximize production.
dog girl butt
Me when people replace Gaz:
every loser with their h*gwarts house in their bio owes a british trans person $700
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