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Military functions drove you crazy. You still attended most out of a sense of loyalty. The military had shaped you into the fearless man, I was proud to call mine. It gave you scars both invisible and visible. They were part of your family and the only kind I met, for a long time. Together we brushed off homophobic and racist comments. It was fine, not to say that they didn't hurt but we meant more to each other than they meant to us. Keeping our individuality even with this relationship made us, as a unit stronger. Your friends there understood that much at least.
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100 Memories Of You And Me ✔
RomanceThis is a story I wanted to write and fill with pure love. I do not want to tell a controversial tale, just a simple story. No lace or fancy trims. A story of two people and some side characters. A story of two men who would have only ever met by ch...
