Gaz X Reader: Comfortable

7. Phone Call

A phone ringing woke me up.

I opened my eyes and saw Gaz and I had our arms and legs wrapped around each other.

My head was lying on his chest.

"Mm, hello?"

"Did I wake ya?" A voice asked over the phone, laughing.

"What is it, cap?"

"You never came back so we're leaving the club. Just wanted to let you know. Although it sounds like you got lucky."

"Anything else?"

"Nope. We'll be at base if you need us."

"Copy that. Have a good night sir."

"You too."

He hung up and I squinted at the alarm clock but my vision was to blurry.

"What time is it?"

It's still dark.

"Oh, sorry. I didn't mean to wake you. It's. 4:50."

"Damn. I'm going back to sleep." I buried my face in his bare chest.

He chuckled and stroked my hair.

When I woke up again, he was gone.

I frowned and looked around.

He left his shirt.

I picked it up and threw it on.

I'm starving.

I walked into the kitchen and saw a plate of pancakes and a cup of milk on the table.

"Oh, you're up already?"

I jumped and fell.

"Gaz! You scared me!"

He smiled and I noticed his eyes dart away from between my legs.

I turned red and closed them, remembering I wasn't wearing anything under this shit.

He helped me ups and I looked at the table.

"What's this?"

"Breakfast!" He smiled.

"Oh, thank you! You didn't have to though."

"I wanted to though."

Should I hug him or something?

He stared at me and I turned red.

"Thank you. I really do appreciate it."

"Of course."

We sat down and started to eat.

It was silent and we kept stealing glances.

"Do you want my number?"

I looked up at him surprised.

"Oh, sure!"

We exchanged numbers and butterflies flew in my stomach.

Once finished, we washed dishes and talked.

"Well... I should get going."

"You don't wanna shower first? I can wash your clothes real quick."

"You don't have to."

"But I want to."

"Okay." He smiled.

He went off to shower and I changed before I washed and dried his clothes.

Gaz watched me with a towel around his waist as I pulled his clothes out of the dryer.

"There you go. Nice and warm for you."

"Thank you a lot, YN. I appreciate it."

He went into my room to get dressed.

He came out and fixed his hair through the reflection of a picture frame on the wall.

"How do I look?"

"Amazing."

He grinned.

"Thanks. That means a lot coming from you."

I blushed.

"We should meet up again soon. Not for sex I mean! Well... I wouldn't mind sex, but... oh my god." I cover my face and he laughed.

"I'd love to meet up. For sex and no sex. Perhaps a proper date?"

I felt my face heat up.

"Yeah... I'd love that."

"Good. I'll text you, so keep an eye out!" He waved and I waved as him walked out.