Holy Trinity

Holy Trinity

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Gaz x Tall! Male reader where they are secretly married and 141 see their rings but think they are married to someone else

Secretly married || Gaz x Tall M!reader

Warnings: implied cheating, kissing

Hope you don't mind, but I wrote this as only Gaz having the ring on his finger and the reader having it as a necklace that's not exactly visible.

The whole shitshow started when Price sat silently at his desk, a burning cigar hanging from his mouth. It has been a quiet day so far, maybe because it’s still pretty early in the morning and most of the base was still sound asleep. He had completed all the paperwork that needed to be done, so he picked up a random magazine that sat at his desk, that he didn’t even know where it came from.

 It was a white magazine with a bold yellow title and a picture of some model in the middle. It looked like something teenagers would read. He flipped it open at a random page which was a recipe page, Chocolate-covered cherries, sounded pretty okay but as Price wasn’t exactly the cooking type, he skipped a few pages until he found something rather amusing. ‘5 Tell-Tale signs that your coworkers are dating’. He was sure that no one in his squad was dating, but oh well, it wouldn’t hurt to read some stupid assumptions as he had nothing better to do.

‘1. They’re Always Talking To Each Other.’

Damn, at first you’re talking and then you’re suddenly married.

‘2. They Go To Lunch Together. All The Time’ ‘3. They Bring Each Other Coffee.’  ‘4. They Look At Each Other – A Lot’ ‘5. They Tease Each Other.’ 

His initial thought was Soap and Ghost, but it switched to you and Gaz real quick. You two were always together causing some trouble. Where there was one, the other one was close by. Gaz basically lived in your room for fucks sake. 

Do you two always talk together? Yes. You two were best friends, inseparable you could say. Conversations, jokes, gossips, teasing, bickering, random debates, etc. But it could also be the fact that you were the youngest ones in 141, with almost no age gap. 

Do you two eat together? Yes. Breakfast, lunch and dinner was always spent with you two sitting next to each other. Sometimes you wouldn’t even talk,  just enjoying each other's presence. Other times you two would throw food at each other and laugh together.

Do you bring each other coffee? Yes. Usually in the mornings, you made coffee for each other. But then again, the coffee was for the entire squad so…

Do you look at each other? Also yes. Small glances here and there and looking at each other when you thought no one saw. Even when one of you would be having a conversation with someone else, your eyes would somehow meet.

But with all of these signs there was one problem though, Gaz was married. Price didn’t know to whom, because it never came up before, but Gaz did have a nice little silver ring on his ring finger. 

Price decided that it was enough of reading and put the magazine aside. What he didn’t know was that he unknowingly and accidentally started paying attention to you two a lot more. How you two would interact with each other versus how you would interact with the rest of the 141. How sometimes Gaz would slightly brush his hand against yours. How you would rest your chin on top of his head and hug him close. How you would affectionately call him ‘Kyle’. How he would jump on your back from time to time and something Price never noticed before was that Gaz often wore your clothes.  After basically spying on you two for a whole week he decided to tell Soap and Ghost.

“You think they’re fucking?” Ghost leaned up against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest, while Soap stood next to him with a confused and slightly scared look on his face. “Gaz doesn’t strike me as the cheating type though.” Soap continued looking at him, glancing at Ghost before turning back to Price. “He doesn’t, but somethings going on with those two.” Price tapped the table, trying to figure out what to do. Should he even be worried about this? Well it sure would suck for his poor wife, who has no idea that her husband was cheating on her. 

“Maybe we should just talk to them. Figure out what’s up.” Ghost was the voice of reason. He didn't want to jump into any conclusions. His stomach twists uncomfortably though. He wishes that it was just a misunderstanding. 

After a good twenty minutes they decided on confronting you at the bar that all five of you would be going to tonight, hoping that maybe you’d be drunk enough to confess to whatever the fuck was going on. 

In the evening, 10 minutes before you all were meeting up and leaving, the trio was heading towards your room where you and Gaz usually hung out. Maybe they could find some answers while also praying that this all was just a huge misunderstanding. Thankfully, your door wasn't fully closed and what they saw was horrifying. Yep, their suspicions were correct all along. Soap nearly dropped his wallet “Are you seeing this?” You two were kissing. Price pulled both men farther away from the private scene, suddenly scared to do anything.

They looked horrified, truly scared.

“But Gaz is married!”

With a gruff reply, Price said “That’s not good,” he bit his lip, a million thoughts crossing his mind. 

“Should we do something?”  Soap asked as he looked back at the other two. He was feeling sick all of a sudden.  You and Gaz were his friends, and it really wasn’t their business what you two did behind closed doors, but it was just wrong. They had thought that Gaz was happily married. Did you know that he was married? Well, you had to right???

A moment of silence before Ghost speaks up.

He shook his head, “What can we do?  It’s really none of our business what the two of them do behind closed doors together.”

“It’s still wrong,” Soap said, all defensive.

Price grabbed them and dragged them along, farther away from you two. “We’re not doing anything. Not now at least ”

You noticed a change in Soap over the next few days and grew concerned. He was acting standoffish with you and Gaz had said that he had noticed the same thing. You asked around, but it seemed like you two were the only ones that he was like that with.

He was your friend, you wondered what was going on with him. Did you do something wrong? “We should ask him,” you told Gaz that night as you laid in your bed with him cuddled up next to you.  “I want to get to the bottom of this because I’m worried that we did something to offend him. Did we do something wrong? Is it because I accidentally spilled coffee over him?”

Gaz ran a hand through your hair, smiling lazily at your stressed expression, “It's probably nothing, dont worry about it.”

You frowned, “Well, I am worried.”

He shrugged his shoulders, pulling you closer to him. “Well, whatever it is…I’m sure we can figure it out tomorrow. Now, go to sleep. 'm tired.” He murmured, before closing his eyes and after a while you did too.

So the next day you and Gaz cornered Soap in the hallway. He stood near the wall, and he wouldn’t look either of you in the eye and you could tell he was really frustrated. He was irritated the entire day and wouldn’t even spar with you. You glanced at Gaz and then back at the mad Soap.

“Soap, we’ve noticed over the past week that you’ve become a little hostile toward us,” Gaz started.  “We wanted to know why that was? If you don’t mind telling us.”

“Did we do something to offend you?”  You asked, your voice softer.  “Because whatever it is I’m sure that we can work it out.”

He finally looked at you, “How could you cheat on your wife?!” He shouted, looking at Gaz specifically.

The outburst left the two of you startled and you looked at one another. Gaz was about to say something, but you cut him off. "Gaz isn’t cheating on his wife, Soap" You were hesitant and confused. 

“Price, Ghost and I saw you kissing one another. You’re married, how could you do that to your significant other?! We- I thought you were happily married.”

You were still a little confused. You were pretty sure Gaz told everyone that you two were together. Unless he didn’t.  "I thought they knew." You said while not breaking eye contact with Soap.

"Didn't you tell them?" 

"I thought you did…" 

oh…

Then it all hit you. You laughed a little, pulling out your chain, it had a silver ring on it that was identical to the one Gaz had on his ring finger. "He doesn't have a wife. He has a husband actually and he isn't cheating on him either." You said with a sheepish grin on your face.

He was shocked. “No way…” Soap shook his head, not taking his eyes off the dangling ring. “Holy shit.”

You chuckled and shook your head, “If you're wondering, we’re very much in love and not cheating.”

“Then how come no one knows that the two of you are married?”

“I guess we never told anyone,” Gaz told him, scratching his head. 

“Oh,” his cheeks heated up.  “’m sorry. Bloody hell, I’m so sorry.”

You shook your head and placed a hand on his shoulder, “Fuck, It’s okay Soap, but next time talk to us about it instead of giving us the cold shoulder. We were confused to say the least..”

He nodded his head, “Kay, promise.” He nodded, a small smile creeping on his face. “Fuck, wouldn’t of guessed that you two would be married. Guess it makes sense the more I think about it.” 

You all laughed about it for a good minute before deciding to come clean to the rest of the squad. The embarrassment on their faces was too clear and twice as funny.

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