every year, every Christmas, Graves went home to an empty house. He stayed at base when he could, but often he was forced to go home anyway. For a while he was alone, until you came along.

when you first learned that graves didn’t have anyone to go with for Christmas, you were going to invite him to your house. However, you knew he’d decline. So instead you arrived at his doorstep with a gift. Surprised to see you, graves faltered.

“What…are ya doing here…?”