Lashton One Shot~Vietnam War AU

One shot

It was 1970 and the war was getting pretty vicious. My best friend Luke and I were one of the last few men left in our platoon. We started with almost 50 and now we were only down to 7. This fucking war. These Vietnamese used their guerilla tactics and had taken so many lives; I watched my own brother be killed and faced death too many times to remember. It had become the norm to almost die everyday of my life. I had become a wild animal, going through the motions each day as I mercilessly murdered and escaped the wrath of death numerous times.
And when i was alone at night in camp fighting my internal conflict, the only thing that kept me going was the unconditional support from Luke. Luke was the best friend anyone could ask for. Luke and I have been through all together and I couldn't thank him enough. He's stopped me from committing suicide many times while being stationed out here and gave me peace in my times of stress. He was basically my rock, even back home, but I wasnt some Nancyboy. No one would ever allow that...
Now we were here, not even even in our late 20's fighting like men. But we weren't, we were just boys, caught in this sick twisted war.

"You should really get some sleep Ash" Luke whispered.

The lamp in our tent hummed and we heard the soft sounds of the native animals in rain forest. In this time of chaos it was peaceful to hear nature and to not think about what we had been through and the many deaths that lie ahead. I turned to face Luke:

"I don't think I'll sleep tonight.." I muttered "pass me that pill bottle".

"You know you really shouldnt be taking these, I know lieutenant gave them to us, but these are some bad drugs Ash" Luke lectured.

The dim light glowed on his face and I could see the worry and disapproving look. He reluctantly tossed me the bottle and I popped two back and slowly swallowed from my cateen. I laid back and began to hum an Elvis song, reminding of home. Luke came from standing on the other side of the tent and laid down on the floor next to me and began to softly hum along, then he began sing. His voice was so comforting.

"Wise men say only fools rush in..."

Luke turned and looked at me, the expression on his face said he wanted me to finish the lyric.

"But I can't help..falling in love..with...you."

I rolled over to look at Luke.

"When do you think we'll go home?"

"Soon enough. You have to look at this strategically, they know their land and know how use it to their advantage. We're probably not winning this war man." Luke sluggish replied. I could tell he was getting tired.

"Don't think like that. We have strong American pride. Don't forget what we are fighting for back home."

He was always so damn logical sometimes, if anyone was the right brained one in this duo it was me.

"I just want to return home. I wish this was all over." I muttered.

"Hey, dont worry about it. We gonna live to see the end of this, and we're gonna make it home. God brought us this far for a reason, yeah?"

Luke always knew what to say, he always had a way of comforting me. We completed each other in a way. Yin and Yang. Wine and cheese. Like the universe put us together for a reason. My thoughts were interrupted when I heard quiet singing from Luke.

"Shall I stay? Would it be a sin?"

"If I cant help..falling in love..with...you."

I found my myself sliding closer to Luke as I sang along; I was practically spooning him. I don't know if it was the drugs kicking in, but something just felt so right. Luke turned around to face me and looked me dead in my eyes. Although his expression was an unreadable one, with one gaze I immediately felt at home.
I couldn't make out what he was thinking. Did he think I was getting in his personal space? I move back, shouldn't I. I was probably freaking him out. Why was he just staring at me...?
I found myself slowly gazing down at his lips, I then scanned his face for any emotion. Luke then began to smirk. My heart dropped, he must have seen me look at his lips. Did my eyes linger too long? Just as I was about to sit up and [try to] explain myself, I felt the warm embrace of his lips on mine. My mind was flushed with so many emotions and I didnt know what to make of it. All I knew that this just felt so right, and all my worries, depression and anxiety had vanished. Luke had once again made me complete.
I pulled away in awe of the whole situation. If anyone had know what we had just done we'd be kicked out of the military. Homosexuals were not something our society approved of or accepted. My face began to get hot, I was angry at Luke for making me feel this way, angry about this kiss, the war, and everything else. But most of all I was angry at myself, for enjoying that fucking kiss.