You and your Lieutenant, Ghost, were relaxing in his flat, per usual. You two were fairly good friends outside of work since you both just seemed to understand one another. You were both cuddling as he was lying on your chest, his arms squeezing your waist. Your stomach suddenly grumbled, and immediately, Ghost asked if you were hungry. You nodded and mentioned that you’d been craving mandarins all day. Without a second word, he quickly got up and went into the kitchen. You were feeling grateful that he cared enough to get you a snack, but it was getting close to nearly 10 minutes since he’d been in the kitchen. You wondered what was taking him so long, and you went to check on him. When you poked your head into the kitchen, you were surprised to see him peeling your mandarins. He was carefully separating each little piece from the pith, all because he knew you didn’t like it.