Left without Hope - Gaz x fem! reader

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You were sat in the rec room the next morning, feeling how sore you were from last night. The memories kept flushing your head every few minutes especially with Simon sitting next to you, his mask pulled up enough to give him the chance to enjoy the fresh tea. Suddenly the door opened up revealing a familiar Scotsman that visibly couldn't contain his excitement of being back. "Good Morning to my two favourite teammates. How was the shagging last night?" 

His sudden choice of words made you choke on your spit trying to gasp for air, Simon reaction was similar yet he just stared at Johnny. "Oh don't act like it didn't happen. I came back earlier last night heard you two from down the corridor."

"Fuck off Johnny and start minding your own business you're making her uncomfortable". Simon's comment didn't quiet help your situation, just making the blush on your face even more prominent. "So you and Garrick aint a thing any more?". Johnny sat down next to you, swinging his arm around your shoulder, entirely ignoring Simons comment. "We were never". Removing his arm from your shoulder, you decided to stand up. "I'll be in my room, already can't stand Johnny and his need to always be so loud". 

You weren't sure what lighting stroke you but something about Soap bringing up Kyles name made you remember the night you were with him and his friends, it reminded you how soon you would be confronted with his presence. You couldn't ignore him knowing that he at least would make a move, or so you secretly hoped. 

After leaving the room you quickly made your way into your room, sitting down on the bed that was still not made as you simply couldn't be asked in the morning. 

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Kyle POV 

Kyle arrived just a few hours after Johnny, laying in his bed while all he could listen to was your encounter with Simon. The noises filled his room, his mind went blank as all he could do was listen. He didn't sleep that night, the regret of the night he kissed his best friend and the thought of you getting your back blown out by Simon made him feel sick. Washing away what he had hoped to be a peaceful night before he was going to talk to you. 

The morning approached awfully slow, the sun reminding him of the time. Kyle tried his best to look at least a little approachable. Putting on some simple clothing before he also made his way to the rec room. As he opened the door to spare a look inside, he was met with that pair of dark brown eyes, the infamous skull masked hiding the rest of what had been stuck in-between your legs. Before Johnny had noticed his presence he went to finish his sentence. "You really shouldn't have blown off that bet Simon. You railed her last night could have been a good round of pints for the both of us." 

A bet? It was the first time kyle heard about such a silly thing, it bought back the same amount of disgust he felt yesterday. Anger boiling his blood. 

He didn't feel angry yesterday he knows his mistake and you going onto fucking Simon? Fair enough. But knowing that there was a bet running in-between his higher up and the too happy Scotsman made him angry. If the bet was blown off or not he felt disappointed, in himself and his friends. 

The realization that he played with your feelings that night even though you had been nothing but sweet to him, the other two men on the Team having a whole bet running about who is going to fuck you first. It all was wrong. But you didn't know about the bet, In your eyes Kyle was the only wrong one. 

"Good to be back boys, heard of a bet you two had running?" He tried not to show his visible disgust, walking up to the two sitting on the couch. "Kyle my friend, didn't know you were here. How was fucking your best friend? " 

Johnny quickly added, wanting to pull the attention away from himself and Simon. Kyle wasn't shocked that Johnny knew about it, yet he had to remember the embarrassment of the evening. His face turned into an ugly form. 

Laughter filled the room as the Scotsman picked up on the mood change "Don't tell me you couldn't get one up". The following silence from Kyles side answered all questions, making Johnny laugh even louder. "C'mon it happens to the best of us, she just isn't attractive ight?" 

"Well it never happened to me thats for sure". Simon was never one to dig into someone elses wound, but giving the moment he was more than happy to pour more salt into the already burning cut that was spread on Kyle's ego. 

"Fuck off Simon, I expected better from you than to just go around making bets about who gets to fuck someone first and the just get into taking what you wanted whenever it fits you." 

"Now that is the difference in us Kyle, I don't go around acting all sweet just to break someone's heart. She knows I don't make commitments and besides i blew the bet off long before it happened." 

Simon was right on one side, he never promised anything rather than a good fuck. Never advertised himself as the lover boy to go around his day cuddling and holding hands.

"You know what kyle, if you still want to make your silly situation work you shouldn't waste your time here and go talk to her instead." Simon was right, but what was he going to say to you anyway? 

He didn't think his approach through, and not wanting to fuck anything up he should really think about his choice of words. 

Kyle decided to end the conversation, he turned around and just left the room not wanting to spare another word. 

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he is definitely going to fuck it up ohhhh the tea is boilingggggg