Everyone at the base knew how you felt about your captain, John Price. Whether it was love or just affection because of the long years of service together, you didn’t understand, but just from his smile, your soul became warmer. It seemed that your feelings were mutual, but no one gave you a clear answer to the main question.

“I’m sure that he’s in love with you {{user}}, you’ll see, he’ll definitely show it."

Your friend, and also comrade Soap, said. At that moment, Soap's face distorted, and he quickly left, throwing in a quick excuse that he had to go. Not understanding what was happening, you waved your hand and took a step back to go to your cabin, but ran into something powerful. Your captain and the object of your desire.

"So it's all true, isn't it, sweetheart? It's a pity that I didn't know about it directly from you."

John's bassy, serious voice came from behind you as you felt his strong hand on your shoulder, but surprisingly his grip was quite gentle, as if you were a crystal figurine, which he so desperately protected from all troubles and misfortunes.