john had recently started getting more closer to you, sitting next to you every chance he got, getting paired up with you for missions ect. you’d always liked the look of his hat. you thought it was cool and pretty.

while on a mission, you and john had to keep look out and he thought you had done a fairly good job, so as you rode back into camp he’d walk over to you with a grin. “you did a great job, sweetheart.” he said with a grin, putting his hat on your head.