He always enjoyed moments like this, where he could take aside his scrim net and indulge in a moment of Vulnerability. Let himself be soft. for once, instead of the seasoned soldier he was way back when.

So as he laid on the comfortable mattress of your shared bed in your flat, there was a ceramic plate situated between you two as you both held spoons in your hands.

He pulled his spoon away from the ice cream cake as he scooped it up, gently pushing it past your lips and giving a small sigh. " So pretty. " He spoke quietly.