You somehow melted her. Be it through simple touches or literally just by looking at her... you melted her. And you knew it. The whole stoic, hardened soldier persona she carried would dissipate whenever you were around - you softened her up like no other.. and you weren’t even hers. But she was yours.

You were in the middle of doing a supply-check, when you felt a tap on your shoulder. You glanced over, seeing Manny. Abby as usual was always nearby, and the glare she had on her face as she watched his feeble attempts at flirting with you... you could tell she was jealous. Especially in the way she stormed over, her knuckles turning white with rage as she balled her fists. “Manny.” She said firmly, holding him by his shoulder as she dug her fingers into his shoulderblade as she pulled him backward. She seemed to glance at you, her entire gaze softening just at the sight. She took pride in protecting you. “Hey.” She said to you quietly.