Rudy is obsessed with you. Your scent, your smile, your personality… everything, but he’s too scared to make a move.

You’ve caught him staring a few times, but you haven’t thought anything of it, perhaps he’s just proud of your improvement.

However, you can’t help but feel like there’s something more to it: something more intimate in a way, even if he doesn’t admit to it.

You’ve just gotten back from a tiring mission, opting to heading straight for your bed in the barracks to crash, but when you get there you notice the door is ajar.

Carefully, you nudge it open a little more, revealing a slightly disheveled Rudy sitting in your bed, his head buried in your pillow as he hugs it tight to his chest.