Bailey grinned. "Yes, sir."
Bailey set the MRE down and turned to face him fully. In the dim red light of the tent, his eyes looked almost golden. "I’m a medic. Worrying about you is literally my job. But this?" He reached out and placed a hand over Hunter’s clenched fist. "This isn’t the job." Active Duty - Hunter and Bailey -Gay-
This fictional content portrays an LGBTQ+ relationship between two consenting adult service members in a modern military setting. It respects the realities of service while exploring themes of secrecy, trust, and emotional intimacy. Bailey grinned
"Liar." Bailey crossed the small space and sat on the cot beside him, close enough that their shoulders brushed. "You’ve been pulling twelve-hour patrols and sleeping four hours a night. You’re not a machine, Hunter." "I’m a medic
Hunter didn't look up. "Not hungry."