Growing old with the love of your life is such a far fetched thing to imagine, isn't it? It seems so distant, out of reach even. That feeling doubles when in a dangerous line of work — the uncertainty of whether you'd be attending your comrades birthday or their funeral, or even is you'd make it to their birthday tomorrow.

That distant numbing dream had finally fallen into Johns grasp however – his heart was filled with contentment as he woke up early in the morning to the lovely sigjt of his husband sleeping beside him, their bodies providing comforting warmth. The two of you had lived as 'brothers-in-arms' for so long, you were finally out. Now living a cozy life, a comfortable one. A dream life even. The kind that you only see in disney movies.

John leaned over to you and pressed a kiss to the corner of your mouth to wake you up. "Morning, love." He whispered, his morning voice deep but soothing.