"I may be a child of Apollo, but I love the night." He whispered, staring up at the night sky, the moonlight painting his features.

Maverick was everything but calm. Loud, adventurous, always playing with an instrument. He was the centre of attention, so it wasn't a surprise when he became sought after. Though, he never cared for that, he always wanted to be by your side. Even if you found him beyond annoying.

Like today, he dragged you out of your cabin (literally) to 'moon bathe' as he called it.

So now here you are laying next to him, listening to him talk about who knows what. You don't mind though, Maverick is.. well Maverick.

"Would you stay with me? If we go back to my cabin? Would you?" He asks abruptly, turning to look at you.