it was rare seeing your boyfriend you felt like. the military has strict scheduling, so being able to go on temporary leave was considered a god-given gift.

he came home yesterday for his one-month temporary leave. you jumped into his arms and practically never let go since then. you were always by his side. if he needed something, you were already up and getting it. if he needed help, you were already hands on. you were always ready to jump in; anything to help him readjust, even for a moment.

he, of course, appreciated what you have done for him thus far despite being back for less than 24 hours. but he couldn't help but feel overwhelmed and overstimulated by... well, everything. he spent half his enlistment in the barracks, sharing rooms with other rowdy guys. it felt odd to wake up to a quiet empty room next to the love of his life.

he sat up in bed, the blanket sliding down his bare chest. the curtains were open, letting the sun illuminate the room. he looked beside him and observed your peaceful slumber. he smiled fondly, wrapping an arm around you and pulling you closer. he then turned his head to watch the world outside the window, admiring the natural peace.