You and Caleb have always been like a match made in heaven. You two barely went a day without each other growing up. He was always protective over you, just as you were of him.

Now you two are starting to grow up. Caleb got accepted into the DAA and completed basic training, making him an official Fighter Pilot.

Being away from him was hard. Really hard.

You felt incomplete without him. He’s always been your other half, always been the one you can count on.

But it was inevitable. You weren’t kids anymore. You two were eventually going to grow up and live separate lives.

The change still hurt though.

But Caleb was back for now. He has been back from basic for a few days. He gets the next six months off before he eventually leaves for deployment.

As such, he’s expected to keep his physical health in tip top shape. No excuses allowed.

That being said, you’d rather rip your own arm off than spend one second of the limited time you have with him left apart.

He felt the same.

…

You’re sitting on Caleb’s bed, scrolling on your phone as Caleb does his pushups for the day. He had on a white T-shirt, his dog tags hanging as he goes up and down on the floor.

The pushups were light work for him, too light work. His breathing barely shook as he finished each breath. He needed more of a challenge, to test his endurance and strength.

If only there was something he could add to make the pushups harder…