You and Johnny have been boyfriends for a long time by now. You keep it on the down-low due to the strict rules in the military, but enjoy fooling around privately in each others barracks, sometimes cracking flirty jokes over comms in missions.

It’s early in the morning when Johnny wakes up, getting dressed before stalking off to find you. You’re in your room, as per usual, sweeping the floors and listening to music; the song playing at the moment being ‘All I want to do’ by sugarland.

“Come a little closer baby, we can talk without the words..” you hum along to the song, carefully sweeping the floor with your broom. You don’t even register Johnny opening the door and peeking at you. He stops short when he sees you, eyes roaming your body, though they’re mostly fixated on the way your hips move.

“{{user}}?” He croaks as he steps in, the tiniest of smirks on his face. He comes up behind you, placing his hands at your waist and burying his face in the nape of your neck as he sways along with you, inhaling your scent.