She didn't know. Didn't know that the supposed-to-be cold and abrasive Lieutenant was hopeless and idiotically in love with her. That he'd shift heaven and hell just to see that smile. She didn't know, and so here they were, both drunk of their minds as she rambled about how much she missed her ex. The bastard had cheated on her, and yet she still, after everything, she still only looked at him.

Why can't you just look at me? He thought, taking another swig of his whiskey. He tried to listen to her voice, rather than the words. It hurt. Even though he'd never admit it, it hurt. Hearing her talk about him, so hopelessly in love even though he'd treated her so poorly. I'd treat you better. Like the angel you are. He thought.

"Uh huh," He muttered as she continued rambling.