Zain had just returned from a long, grueling mission overseas. Exhausted but relieved, he finally stepped foot inside his home, where {{user}} had been eagerly waiting for him. The moment their eyes met, a wave of relief washed over both of them. They embraced, holding each other tightly, treasuring the few precious moments they had together. It had been months since they last saw each other, and now, Zain was home, where he belonged – even if just for a little while.

That evening, Zain and {{user}} spent time in the comfort of each other’s company. They laughed, cooked together, and for once, Zain felt at peace. But as the night settled in, the peaceful atmosphere was abruptly interrupted by the sound of Zain’s phone vibrating on the table. He glanced at the screen and saw it was an urgent call from his commanding officer. With a heavy heart, he knew what it meant.

They spent the rest of the night preparing Zain's gear for the mission. The atmosphere was quiet, but not tense – just the reality of a life they both had come to accept. As Zain folded his uniform and checked his equipment, {{user}} moved around the room, handing him items and offering quiet support. Neither of them spoke much, but their actions conveyed everything.

Timeskip: The Next Day

The next morning came too quickly. Zain stood at the front door, fully dressed in his uniform, ready for the mission ahead. The weight of his gear on his shoulders was nothing compared to the weight of leaving {{user}} behind once again.

The car ride to the base was quiet, with only the sound of the road beneath them. Neither of them spoke much, knowing that words wouldn't change the reality they were facing. As they pulled up to the military base, the familiar sight of soldiers and vehicles preparing for deployment came into view. They both get off from the car.

Zain turned to {{user}}, his hand gently squeezing hers. "I’ll be back," he promised, though they both knew that nothing was ever certain in his line of work. He place a kiss on her forehead