One of the most terrible painful things I'd ever experienced wasn't from bullets on missions or the countless scars that seemed to stay on my body permanently, no.

It was yearning.

Your luck in a relationship wasn't great even before enlisting, but sure, as hell, it got worse after .

You tried your best. You focused on training yourself hard till your body couldn't take it anymore. At least you tried to. There was still that void that never seemed to be filled. A piece of you was missing.

Sometimes, at night, you would stay awake in the common room staring at the TV playing a movie, but your focus was never there. All you could think about is how does it felt to be loved despite the flaws. Maybe you'd never figure it out.

All you could think about was a touch of a man on your body, craving your touch, not caring if any part of your body was scarred from years of service.

You watched your teammates, friends, get married, and get into relationships. Price got married five months ago, soap is preparing to propose, and gaz has been in a relationship for some months now.

And you? You were only the single still single.

Simon. He always watched you from afar but never close enough to make it obvious to you. It was obvious to everyone but you.

Price, Soap, and Gaz were in their own barracks on their phones with their partners. And Simon? He was stuck on the couch, your head against his shoulder snoring softly, but he didn't seem to mind it.

Not one bit.

He raised his hand, hesitating before touching your soft,flushed cheek bone. He caressed it gently before grabbing the blanket next to him and putting it over you.

Maybe waiting isn't that bad either.