It Was Just A Joke!

Only a dream?

Damien strode towards me and Mark.

He wants to take a picture to commemorate this moment in time.

He had just graduated, top of his class of course.

He had even made valedictorian.

His roommate, Y/n,  made almost as spectacular grades as Damien.

I'm so proud of him.

Mark has his wife, Celine, taking the photo.

She's so beautiful.

She's constantly sneaking glances my way.

What if she divorces Mark for me?

No, i wont allow myself to think those things.

"Colonel, look towards the camera, please." Celine laughed out.

We were all laughing, it was a joyous occasion.

Damien ruffled my hair while Mark gave me a shove.

We laughed and slung our arms around each other and smiled for the camera.

When Celine told us that there was  a timer and she could quickly get in the picture, we told her to be swift.

She set the timer and ran to Mark.

I slightly frowned, the camera clicked.

I accidently ruined the photo.

But, they don't notice.

That's good at least.

"okay you rapscallions, who wants to throw a party in the back yard, we could take a dip and play golf. Maybe invite a few people over." I shout.

" I didn't bring swim clothes." Damien replied.

"Just take off your suit or borrow one of Marks. Would that be okay, Sir?" 

Mark laughed, "Of course. You guys are always welcome to raid my closet whenever you need."

"Ok, i guess I'll go find a pair. Mark, come with me. I mean, it is your wardrobe."

That left me and Celine alone.

She sauntered over to me.

"So, Colonel, how was war like? Was it lonely, treacherous, or terrifying? Maybe all of the above?" Celine questioned.

"It was a cold, dark thing that i hope you never have to face. It's bad someone like you had to deal with even living through a war." I replied

"Someone like me?"

"You know. Someone as beautiful and precious. I didn't mean any harm." I told her.

"Oh, you think I'm precious? You're not so bad yourself, handsome." Celine smirked. She leaned in and briefly brushed her lips against mine, thus starting a long winded affair. 

"We're back!" Mark shouted. Damien came out from behind him, my eyes went wide and my heart started to race.

He was in a black and white striped swimming suit that matched mine.

Let me tell you, he pulled it off better than I ever could. 

Without the homosexuality.

I don't think Damien likes men anyways.

Celine went up and changed into her swim clothes.

Then I felt a deep sorrow in my chest as i woke up.

I looked around me instantly forgetting the remnants of my dream.

Except for this Damien man. 

Though, i only know what he looks like. I have to remember him.

Unless this was all just a dream.