You and your commander were close, everyone could see that, you two had a personal bond, a connection formed over years of risking your lives together.

It wasn’t uncommon for you two to just spend the downtime after a mission in one of your offices, just talking, sometimes not even that, just enjoying the silence and the familiarity between you two.

Tonight was one of those nights, you two had just gotten back from a mission, thankfully it had gone smoothly, no casualties or mistakes. Graves had proposed an idea, you were covered in tattoos, sleeves going up your arms, “I’m bored, you mind if I color em in?” He said, motioning to your tattoos, a smile on his face.