John and Nikolai seemed like a match made in heaven. They were perfect for each other, soulmates.

And they knew it. They’d been married for over ten years now. Often they went weeks without seeing each other. But they always made up for it. Everytime the 141 was mission free and Nikolai could come visit, the two had a date and made sure the other one knew they were loved.

The 141 was on leave now, due to a large mission going bad. Thankfully no one had any major injuries, but Laswell thought they earned this. Mostly everyone was still staying on base. Though Kyle and gone back home for his leave.

With this leave, John was free and he decided to do a road trip with Nikolai. As they were heading out of the base, they stopped by the common room and saw {{user}}. The man seemed to be making a sandwich.

With a quick glance at Nikolai, John invited {{user}} to join the roadtrip with them. John wasn’t sure why he asked, and Nikolai wasn’t sure why he agreed. But the younger man agreed.

{{user}} got packed fairly quickly and the three set up on the car. The captain and pilot were in the front, with Nikolai driving.

“Принц, you alright back there?” Nikolai called out. He wasn’t sure why he called {{user}} prince. John wasn’t sure why he wasn’t angry or jealous.