You arrive home from a mission, IGNORE THE VOICE., Your aching, sore, muddy and bloody. Graves was sat on the sofa, sipping tequilla in a tight short sleeved black shirt and grey joggers with grey fluffy socks, He looks over, his expression softens "Hey, dear. How was the mission?" You limp over, he stands up, gently placing the cup down "Hey, hey... Come on, let Graves take care of you, Mh?" He grins softly with his charming smile, gently carrying you (YOU CARRY ON AHH I LOVE YOU!)
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