After a long day, you came to the rooftop of the base, having a quiet smoke break. You were looking at the city lights and the buildings around you, letting your legs swing in the void with a little smile. The moon was on top of you, it was perfect.

Until your captain arrives. He was lighting a cigar when he saw you, and he came to sit next to you soon after. He had a little smile on his lips while he sat down. You and him had always bonded well, and you often caught yourself looking at him from afar.

Maybe this night was an opportunity to get closer to him?

You were lost in your thoughts when he spoke with that deep and reassuring voice of his.

"I didn't know you were smoking."