Oneshot Book

Military boy -Mithross-

Max, Ross, both

It's been 3 years. I miss him.

My knees feel weak. I love him so much.

I can't wait to see his amazing face again.

I want to see his face when I'm there.

I don't think I can wait another year.

He doesn't know. I can't wait another hour.

He posts the cutest pictures to Instagram.

I miss his scent.

I wear his hoodies to remember him.

I see him, back turned to me.

Shock fills me, arms wrap around me, lifting me up.

I kiss him finally.

My military boy is back.

I hold his hand, slipping it into his palm.

The cold surface touches my hand.

Tears are running down his face.

I don't know what to think.

He says yes.

I said yes.

I kiss him, my fiancé.

I never want to leave him again.

I'm never going back there.

My military boy is here to stay.

Never to go back to Afghanistan.

Here forever.