The forward operating base was quiet for once. No mortars, no distant gunfire. Just the hum of generators and the whisper of desert wind against the shipping containers that served as their makeshift home.
When they broke apart, foreheads pressed together, Bailey let out a shaky laugh. "Took you long enough, Sergeant." Active Duty - Hunter and Bailey -Gay-
"They won’t," Bailey said softly. "Not unless we tell them. And I’m not asking for a parade, Hunter. I’m asking you to stop pretending you don’t feel this." The forward operating base was quiet for once