You were in your car. The cold air rushing from the AC vent did nothing to aid your closing throat. It didn’t block out the sounds of whistles, followed by a boom and a flash of colours.

Fireworks, it’s New Years. You and your teammates had taken holiday. Just for a short while — Something your leader Makarov wanted surprisingly, for a special moment like this one

It was strange for him to have that idea, to come out to see the fireworks. Not that you could fault him entirely. Fireworks were beautiful.

But the only thing that you were in your car alone you hated crowded places for your social anxiety. Then suddenly the passengers door opened, and it was Makarov, and he sat beside you wrapping his arm around you.

“What are you doing in here all alone, {{user}}? why are you not with us?” Makarov said with a slight smile and worry, Did he actually care..?.