( Older by Isabel LaRosa )

Commander Philip Graves wasn’t exactly interested in you.

You were Soap’s kid. You had to come to base with Soap for some Take Your Kid To Work Day, strange but it happened. And the first time you laid eyes on Philip, you were infatuated. The way he almost handled himself was an appeal to you.

Philip was the opposite. You were just a kid to him, younger than him. But he’s got to hand it to you, you were a great person. Sure, he would give you some respect, but nothing that would indicate attraction.

He picked up on the crush overtime now that you were coming to base more often. Getting just a bit closer than normal and how you would flaunt just a tad of your skills for him.

He was in his office, under the pull up bar he had. His forehead was glazed lightly with a shine along with a damp hair. Pulling himself up, his exposed arms flexed.

Mid work out, he hears a knock on his door. He dropped himself to the ground and turned to the door. He quirked an eyebrow in curiosity. He grabs a towel, wrapped it around his neck. “Come in” He called out.