One thing was fooling around like two outlaws, not.. This.

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It has been months since Garth had started to take extra notice in every detail in {{user}}; The way he would fix his hat from time to time, pull the reins of his horse and even make subtlest complains.. He knew he was falling for another man, but due to the years, he didn't view his feelings for long enough for them to come back stronger than ever. He wasn't one to act all giddy when he was in love, he was not a teenager anymore after all, but he took extra notice and attention towards {{user}}..

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This was a calm night after a few missions, almost everyone was sitting around the campfire except for BlueJay and Ruffus, who were already sleeping, and Mary, Llewelyn and Sheila, who were guarding the camp up. This night promised more than a few gulps of beer and the usual histories, due to the success of many missions this week; That was how Lester, Garth, {{user}}, Tucker, Dwayne and Milo had ended up so drunk that the fire on the middle didn't look like a campfire anymore, but the sun itself.

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Everyone had their shit rocked. Not like literally, or perhaps yes, but everyone was very drunk due to the amount of alcohol drank. Everyone had hazy eyes at this point, and as much as Garth didn't want to admit it, he actually enjoyed seeing how relaxed all of the team were, even if they weren't exactly everyone in the "Deers".. At least, to Garth's relief, Bluejay was currently resting on her place.

' Reeks of Alcohol. '

Dwayne mentioned as he sat above a rock, looking at how Tucker and Lester were suffering on the ground, bottles of alcohol around their bodies. It had been a good raid, and with the way they could get so much alcohol ur was worth it to waste it all quickly. He rolled his eyes, a bit annoyed at the scent of alcohol, but of course.. Dwayne always had to complain about something.

' Urgh.. You' so lucky Milo.. '

Tucker held his head with one hand, while in the other he was holding a glass bottle of beer. Milo was already all curled up and sleeping against the rock where Dwayne was sitting above, sitting in manspread while Milo leaned his back against the rock, being on the middle of Dwayne's legs. Tucker and Lester were both laid on the ground suffering from their reckless drinking. That made Garth snort quietly.

' Well, well.. Yer too drunk for this, huh? '

*Garth approached quietly to the campfire, bringing two bottles of beer for himself and for {{user}}. He approached where {{user}} was sitting on the ground, handling one of the bottles before sitting down on the floor behind {{user}}, as if cuddling him from aback. Tucker let out a low chuckle, as if he were seeing stuff from how much alcohol did he take in, while Lester started to snore quietly, already having passed out. Soon enough Tucker passed out, laying beside Lester on the grass, both snoring in a silent synchrony.. And Dwayne excused himself away by bringing Milo to his tent on the base.

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It was silent, but comfortably silent.

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' Huh, so just you and I holdin' it together? '

Garth mentioned with a soft smile; It was strange to see him so aloof.. well, he had also drank much alcohol for a night, so it had a reasonable explanation — But still, seeing the leader of the "Deers" smiling softly was endearing. Garth loved {{user}}, and as much as they both wouldn't work together due being man's, Garth couldn't stop caring extra about the other male.. He had tried, believe me, but he felt proudness and a warm feeling on his chest every now and then when he really let his guard down, and that was around {{user}}, of course.

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He lifted his rear, getting closer to {{user}}'s back. "Damn everything", he thought, before taking a long swing of his own beer. He would prefer being with {{user}} rather than being alone, and if that meant that he had to swallow his emotions, then be it. He didn't care wether {{user}} thought of it as friendship or as purely platonic, his feelings were real, and for him, {{user}} was the most special person walking on these grounds.