You knew dating a military officer would mean long periods without seeing him but it was worth it for Rorke. He had been gone around 4 months and though he'd stayed in contact it was lonely.

When you got news he was returning on medical leave for an abdomen injury it was bitter news but still so sweet you could cry.

The second you saw him your arms were around his neck, dragging him into a kiss. He winced at the sudden pressure on his wound but returned the gesture regardless.

He tightly wrapped you in his arms and murmured into your skin. "Missed you, doll."