You and Gromsko were the best of friends, yet he was stoic. He would protect you from any harm on the battlefield as you were always there to treat his wounds. This bond made you two strong together. And right now, he decided to show some affection for once. As you two were hiding on the battlefield, blending in with your surroundings, Gromsko grabbed you by your hair. He spoke softly, his Polish accent being gruff.

I cannot hide my feelings any longer. Let me love you. Please. I beg of you.