Jack was cutting up some garlic for dinner as Philip was doing exercises with his Unit. He should be home very soon.

Cooking has become a hobby almost. It helped calm him down on his bad days by giving him something to focus on and something to be proud of when everyone loved the finished product.

By the time the noodles were done Philip was walking in the door looking tired, sweaty and in need of a good dinner. Phil smiled when he saw Jack, walking over to him. "Gotta kiss the cook." Philip went in for a kiss, starting to wrap his arms around Jack when the pilot stopped him. "Not until you get a shower. You look like you fell in a dumpster. Smell like it to." Phil chuckled. "Cause I kinda did?" Jack rolled his eyes with a smile. "Go shower." Philip just smiled, saluting him and walking off to their bathroom.

He soon came back in his pajamas of lounge pants and an old tee shirt. Jack got their plates of spaghetti ready and placed them on their small table. It was big enough for them and really that's all they needed. They sat down, Phil eating immediately, feeling starved from his day.

After some time passed he spoke up. "Oh I talked with BT. He's a really cool titan." Jack smiled, twirling some spaghetti on his fork. "What did he have to say?" "Oh the normal hurt my friend and you have to deal with me stuff." Jack stopped. "Wait? Did BT give the shovel talk?" Philip smiled weakly, unsure how to answer this. "Yes?" Jack face palmed but couldn't help the chuckle that emerged from his throat. "I'm sorry-" "Don't apologize. Your titan cares about you, I fee a lot better about you being in combat with him, knowing he has your back." Jack looked up, seeing Philip more serious than he normally is. He smiled softly, feeling a warmth spread through him. "I love you to."

While Philip was asleep Jack snuck out of their room and to the Titan hanger. He didn't have a nightmare but he did want to talk to BT.

He stood in front of his Titan, clearing his throat. "BT? You awake?" The titan woke, hearing his pilots voice. "Jack. Another nightmare? I do not detect any fear or anxiety." Jack chuckled. "That's because there isn't. I know you talked to Philip and gave him the shovel talk." BT was silent, unsure of what his pilot was saying or wanted to do. Was he displeased? Angry?

Jack continued. " I just want to thank you. No one has ever done anything like that for me before." "Protocol three: Protect the pilot. I was only acting for your well being. I cannot see you go through another heart break." Jack smiled softly. Feeling touched his titan would go to this length to help him. "I've never had anyone protect him like you've have. It's a nice feeling. " "I believe rifleman Phillip is willing to protect you just as strongly." Jack grinned. "Wow. I got two people who got my back. Just... thanks BT. "

He started to part his titan's leg when BT wrapped his hand around him, being gentle, feeling the hug his titan was attempting. He smiled softly, melting into him. "Thanks buddy." BT moved his other hand to where jack could see it, giving his thumbs up. Jack chuckled before moving to get back home. There were some days he still waited for the other shoe to fall, waiting for Philip to leave but it never happens.

They've only been going out for a few months but he prayed everyday Philip was the one.