𝘔𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦.

Chapter 1- The meeting.

"Hey Paul!" Patryck yells, waving at Paul.
Paul looks over at the tall man, a look of surprise on his face, before smiling at him and waving back. Patryck dragged himself over in Pauls direction.
Paul was just trying to do weapon inventory. He was counting all the guns right now, trying to see if any of them were stolen. He quickly took his notepad and wrote down the number he was at so he wouldn't forget it as he talked to Patryck.
"Hey Pat. What do you need?" Paul asks Patryck, tilting his head a bit.
"Just need to annoy my best friend for a bit!" Patryck responds, before playfully leaning on Paul. Paul chuckled a bit, before continuing inventory while talking with Patryck.
"Well don't do it so much that I lose count, or else I'll pull a Texas Chainsaw Massacare on you~" Paul chirps back, continuing to count the rifles and such. Patryck chuckles a bit, getting some PTSD memories of that movie..

Paul and Patryck had their little chat, Patryck helping Paul with inventory. They've been best friends for the last 10 years, and met each other 12 years ago, so they really bond together. They always sleepover in each others dorms, sneak out at night, get in trouble, but whatever would happen, they will always get through it together.. Well.

They 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥... get through it together.

After inventory, Paul and Patryck were on their breaks. They started walking down the hallways, chatting with each other, before Patryck just needed to use to bathroom. He excused himself and walked in, Paul waiting for him on the other side of the hallway.
While he was waiting, he started humming a song. He could hear a small giggle from the end if the hallway, so he snapped his head to look down it.
It was a girl, a bit shorter than him, long brunette hair, grey eyes, and wearing the same uniform Paul was. Paul looked at the girl, and then looked away a bit, blushing from embarrassment.
The girl walks up to him, and smiles at him.
"Hi! Aren't you Paul-? Paul Drukker?" The girl asks Paul, tilting her head just a bit. Paul looks a bit surprised, but remembers he's one of the Red Leaders guards, so a lot of people know about them. He nervously smiles, chuckles, and then nods at the girl, looking down at her after a few seconds.
"That would be me. Man you'd think after all these years you'd get used to being so famous." Paul joked, flipping some imaginary hair behind his back. The girl giggled. He kinda blushed at this.

Her laughter is kinda adorable..

Paul quickly shook the thought away and laughed with her, snorting a bit.
"My name's Michelle!" She chirps, holding out her hand for a handshake. He takes it, and shakes it firmly, smiling down at her softly.
"Well, even though you already know, mines Paul." He says back. She giggles again, making Paul smile wider.
Patryck got out of the bathroom, and walked over to Paul, at first happy, but then curious of who the girl was. He stood next to Paul, turning his body to Michelle and tilting his head a bit. She looked at Patryck, and smiled.
"Are you Patryck-?" She asks, tilting her head back.
"Yeah that's me." Patryck says, trying not to sound too confused.
"Oh yeah, she-" Paul starts speaking, before she interrupts him, smirking a bit.
"I heard his bEaUtIfUl hummning." She says playfully, snickering a bit. Paul blushed and giggled.
"ShE dId-" Paul says, twirling a bit. That made both Patryck and Michelle burst out laughing. Patryck cools himself down, as well as Michelle, and they look at each other, smiling at each other. Patryck holds out his hand for a handshake, and she takes it, shaking it firmly. They talk just a bit more, before the girl start walking away, saying her goodbyes. Patryck and Paul said theirs, and walked off in the other direction. Patryck was still smiling from the friendly encounter, before looking at Paul.His smiles starts to fade, as he sees Paul.. blushing? He shakes his head and looks away.

Patryck and Paul just chat to each other, not even mentioning that encounter.. Although. Patryck could still see the look on Paul's face.. The flush. He tries to play it off with a chuckle, but he sadly looks to the side.. He kind of knew this but now it was obvious.. Paul didn't like him back.
Patryck has had a crush on Paul for the last 5 years, but has come to fully realize it 3 years ago. Still, he hasn't said a thing to Paul. He couldn't. He hasn't really found the right time, and if it didn't go well their relationship would be ruined. So he stayed quiet about it. But now he wishes he had said something sooner.
Although, he kept on his smile, and his best friend demeanor, until Paul left to his room. Patryck went into his dorm, and his smile faded away. He closed the door, and walked over to his bed, before flopping on it. He sighed, putting his head in his hands, and just stayed like that for a minute. After that, he told himself to suck it up, and then laid down on his bed, trying to close his eyes and go to sleep early.. But.. Something was wrong.
He felt something.. Something hurt in his stomach.
"God damn stomach bugs.." Patryck said to himself, before sitting up and rubbing his eyes. He just thought it was another sickness that was going around the army, so he went to the bathroom, and sat in front of it. He was grossed out by these things, I mean who wouldn't be.. But then. While he was sitting there, he coughed.. It was normal, everyone coughs, but then he did it again.. and again... and again..

Until..