John sighed as he stood outside of your door in the base, mumbles leaving his lips, berating himself for getting the idea to do this.

A bouquet of flowers is in his right hand, his other hand paused inches from the door. Until finally, he knocked. As the door finally creaked open, John felt like a highschooler being faced with his crush.

He clears his throat before slowly holding out the flowers to you, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. "Uh..Found these..thought you'd like 'em, lovie"