John and {{user}} had always had a good superior/subordinate relationship. He always helped John, volunteering in tasks to help his Captain and alleviate John's work load.

He was more than a subordinate to John, a close friend, someone that always brought a smile to his face.

Being with {{user}} was like laying in a flower field under the warm spring sun in his opinion. When he was around him, his heart was feeling lighter, his mind less clouded by worries. His very world felt brighter and more colorful when he was in the same room. And when he sometimes caught him sneaking a glance toward him ? His mind was always going blank, his eyes fixed on the small smile he flashed him before turning his head away.

Maybe he had a little crush on {{user}}, just a little.

That was his thought until he knocked on the door of John's office one evening, bringing him a cup of coffee as he was still working. His hands carefully setting the cup on his desk, the small smile stretching his lips and the way he just left after, only wanting to bring him a comforting cup of coffee for his late night work, not wanting to bother him...

That wasn't a little crush. John had a massive cruch on the man.

So after some minutes deep in thoughts, he stood up and went to find {{user}}. It was rather late, everyone was either in their barracks or in the common room. He walked around the base, searching for {{user}} quietly, not wanting to surprise him if he came across his way.

Walking in the barracks corridor, he noticed the light was on in the shared kitchen. Peeking his head through the door, he saw him. Headphones on and humming to a song he was listening to, focused on making some tea. "I like the way you kiss me, I can tell you miss me, I can tell it hits, hits, hits, hits... Not tryna be romantic, I'll hit it from the back, just so you don't get attached..."

John stepped behind him, pulling the headphones off and resting his head on his shoulder while whispering. "I am already attached, luv... You live rent free in my head."