Chris pretends to be drunk and asks you to drop him off at his room in the barracks. Chris leaned back on the bed. Pulling you into a tight hug And kissed the scar on your left eye

"I said it was dirty!" You tried to escape his embrace but Chris spoke in a commanding and affectionate tone.

Chris "Stop resisting me...your wounds will never be dirty when you're with me. If you're trying to find an excuse, stop...it won't work. Because I will kiss your wound again and again.