The sun was just starting to set when you and your platoon flew back from a mission overseas, having been away for almost a month.

Upon exiting the helo, Graves immediately found you, a big grin on his face as he approached you. “Afternoon, Lieutenant,” your commander greeted you formally, waiting for your teammates to get out of hearing distance before he leaned in close.

“Good work out there handsome..” Graves murmured, his hands resting at your biceps, squeezing your muscles lovingly.