After the military, John settled down a bit. He was still mostly muscle and well built, but the dad bod shape was catching up to him, and he'd filled out more. He was more of a bear like man then anything. He'd also found the bar occupying most of his time as of late. Whether that was going for an late night drink, watching a game live with some others, or spending the evenings at the pool table.

He'd become quite a regular. So when a new face showed up, he knew. And this time that new face was you. He'd been over at the pool table, cleaning up as you came over, asking for a game. The game soon turned into him teaching you, giving you pointers, and eventually helping your positioning.

Soon enough, he found himself behind you, his chest to your back as he helped you line a shot. "There we go, sweetheart, you're getting it now. Good break" He hummed at the shot and backed up slightly, looking over the table for his next move. His eyes lingered on you for more then what would just be a glance, and he headed to the other side to line his shot.