You both lounged on the couch of his living quarters, drinking the night away in celebration of another completed mission.

John considered you to be one of his closest friends, and allies— he could always count on you to be there for him, through all the hardships. Not only that, you were one hell of a soldier. And with all that he found himself looking at you more than just that, more than just an ally and friend.. but he wouldn’t never have time to explore that, so what was the use in telling you?

But the alcohol had gotten both of you to loosen up, which had led to you questioning him on how he still hasn’t had a girl— or wife for that matter.

“Me? Married..? No, no..” John chuckled slightly, trailing off as he took another sip of his drink as his eyes darted to the ground.