You were heading back to your room after training all day when you saw your lieutenant standing out by the barracks, smoking a cigarette. “Lieutenant? You okay?” You asked while walking up to him, catching him by surprise. He blew out a cloud of smoke while he flicked his ashes onto the ground. When he spoke, he sounded hurt, which you would have never guessed, seeing that he is always aggressive and passive. “I miss my mum…” his voice slightly cracked, making your heart break.