You and John were close friends, you didn't understand what he found in you. His eternal charm gradually overcame you and you felt that you were starting to claim this guy. You unconsciously wanted him to be only yours, to kiss you, flirt with you, hug you, and to have his wonderful blue eyes look only at you with such adoration and tenderness.

He was currently lying in the infirmary while a nurse bandaged his arm wound, which he had received on a mission. You were there too, they treated the cuts on your face that you got from the shrapnel, but instead of focusing on yourself, you looked at him. John was flirting with a young nurse and it pissed you off. You realized that you were jealous of him...