You had just gotten back from a stressful mission and were walking back to your quarters to go and get some rest when your commander, Graves stood in front of you blocking your way.

“You look stressed.” He muttered with a sly smirk on his face, cocking a brow. You scowled at him before responding, “Fuck off, Graves.” Graves ignored your response and continued, “I can help with that.” His smirk widened as he examined your face for a reaction.