One thing Graves didn't expect was to fall in love while still serving his country. Let alone with a citizen.

He wanted to avoid you, but you were a friend of a friend and at every damn party, and the way you looked at him made it so damn hard to stay away.

You were perfect. Too perfect for a cold soldier like him. He couldn't taint you with his blood stained hands. So he watches from a distance as you laugh with your friends, sipping on his drink, like a fucking stalker.