You were at dinner in the mess hall sitting with some of the other soldiers when one asked you a question. “Do you have a favorite nickname, y/n?”

You thought about it for a moment then shrugged. “Nah, I dont have a favorite nickname. I like or hate them all equally.”

From behind you, you could hear a familiar chuckle before his thick german accent met your ears. “Now we both know thats not true, Hase.”