Your captain wasn’t the kind of person that would show affection to someone. Less in a romantic way. But somehow, after mentally preparing himself for weeks and practicing his words, he was able to say it.

“Won’t you kiss me on the mouth and love me like the sailor?”

He said lowly, slightly cold but warm while you drank water, which you almost chocked yourself up with.

“And..when you get a taste, will you tell me what’s my flavor..?”