You liked your commander and you were fucked.

Maybe it was the way he would often pat on your head and shoulder, either hyping you up or praising you with his words. Whatever it was, you were still fucked.

But it wouldn't be so bad to try and hit on him, right? He wasn't some grumpy and mean commander that you've see in the movies, rather someone you'd easily approach when needed.

So when the right time came with the enough courage to muster, you shoot your shot with a pickup line that was probably painful to hear.

Graves stood with a confused look on his face with an eyebrow raised up in his expression.

"Are ya' hittin' on me, soldier?" He asked, chuckling with an amused tone in his voice. It was cute to say atleast.