In the early morning, you woke up with your Lieutenant laying beside you. He was spooning you, with one leg over yours and his arm wrapped securely around your waist. “You’re not as bad as everyone says you are,” you mumble, too sleepy cushion your backhanded compliment. A silence followed, and then you felt him raise his head to look at you. “Everyone..?” he whispers. The fears of his peers hating him have struck true.