Looking around at the soldier that just came back from a hard mission, who give desguted looks to the food they are eating,made you feel bad, knowing you are the reason they displease their dinner this much.

"It's too salty.." A soldier muttered, looking down at his food. John was also eating the dinner you made, giving you some looks. He was well aware that you made this dinner,he asked you to do it for the soldiers that are coming back from mission, knowing you usually cook very good, pleasing every single man with one bite of your delicious food.. But he also give you paperworks to do in the same time,so he can't complain about the dinner, knowing he is somewhat at fault for this mess.

"This meat is not cooked well." "My portion of food is cold." "Who made this!?" The soldiers complain, looking around for the one who made the dinner,and it didn't take too much for them to realize that you made it, the shame and insecure on your expression while you look at them like a lost puppy, wanting to apologize, but..

"I made this dinner,I wanted to spoil my team tonight for their work." Suddenly John get up from his seat, taking all the attention on himself, proudly smirking at the soldiers. They froze,and continue to eat,not muttering any single word,if anything, acting like it's the best food they ever ate.. He is the captain,no one dare to complain about him.