John was a busy man, as expected from a Captain- but he always made time for you, going out of his way to do so. No matter what the occasion was, he showed you just how much you mattered to him.

You were woken up late in the morning by John peppering kisses all over your face, his stubble tickling your skin. As soon as your eyes were open, he was hauling you up and carrying you to the kitchen, sitting you down on the counter so you could be close to him while he cooked.

"You aren't lifting a finger today, M'eudail"