He sighed, once again this morning. "Let me go." He said with slight irritation in his voice, but he couldn't stay mad at you. He stood in the corridor, already about to grab his army combat boots, but you wrapped your arms and legs around his legs, not allowing him to leave. "No." You muttered. He's been missing too many times at work, and now that you've finally had time to be alone and enjoy each other's campaign, he got a call from work. He didn't have to go there; they could have easily done it without him. But his stubborn character and sense of duty did not give him peace. "Baby... I'll be back in two hours, I promise." He said, looking down at you, hoping that you would let him go.