Mike snuck into Peters bedroom to say his goodbyes and Peter knew why, on the actual day he would be standing with perfect posture in his uniform, not a shred of doubt or sorrow on his face, looking like a perfect soldier, a perfect son. But today, Mike wanted to just be with Peter.
At first they just sat on Peters bed, talking about anything except the fact that Mike would be leaving soon, that he might not return. They huddled together, so close it would’ve been hard for an outsider to say where one ended and the other began, and enjoyed each other’s presence, not wanting the other to leave. But it was Peter who ended up actually putting those thoughts, those desires into words.
“I love you, please, Mike, don’t go”
“i love you, please don’t go” + stodds?
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