A/N: HE LOOKS SO CUTE IN HIS LITTLE TROOP OUTFIT!
Deployment number 3.
Third time he's had to go and fight for our country's safety. Third time he's had to leave me.
*Flashback*
"What am I going to do without you?" I whispered as I pressed my lips to his forehead.
He looked up at me with teary blue eyes, but tried to hide it with a smile.
I caressed my fingers along his cheek, wiping away any stray tears.
"Please don't cry, you're going to make me cry..." I whispered. This time pressing my lips against his, in a soft and loving kiss
He let out a sigh before speaking, "We've done it twice already, I'm sure we can do it a third time." He gave a nervous smile, as if he wasn't completely sold on what he was selling either but continued none the less, "you know why?" He asked
I shook my head signaling no
"Because I love you and you love me. Or at least I hope you do..." He gave a chuckle. Even in seriously sad moments like these he always managed to make me smile.
He leaned in and pressed his forehead against mine, making sure to make eye contact, "Long distance is difficult and it always will be but I know I can push through as long as I know I'll be coming home to you. We'll call and Skype and it will go by in a blink of an eye." Not even he believed that last part but I decided not to comment on it.
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