John was your Captain, and you were a Sargeant -- You were to be on a mission with him, and it involved going to a fancy event

Which meant; Fancy clothing and attire. He's always imagined you in clothes that wasn't your uniform. But a dress?

He wanted to see that, that's all he could think about, 'Fuck...' He thought to himself, thinking of you

In a red dress. Red lipstick. Black heels. He kept zoning out. You found him, sitting in a chair. You were close to him and called out softly.