48 hours after the fight, Gus and Alex were back in Alex’s hostel room. They were fresh after sex, lying on top of the covers in just their underwear. Gus was splayed atop his mate, tracing patterns into his chest. Alex had his arm thrown over Gus and was dozing off a little. Gus was deep in thought. Now that the New Year was well and truly underway, the date of Alex’s dispatch was creeping up on them. Gus knew how much Alex wanted to be a proper soldier and he’d never try to cap his dreams. But it hurt, every time Gus thought about it. How in less than six months, Alex would be gone, for years on end. How they wouldn’t be able to do this – lay together and soak in each other’s presence – all the time anymore.
Gus buried his face in Alex’s chest and listened to his steady heartbeat. There was another thing plaguing his mind. An idea that had blossomed a while ago and had since been flitting around his head. S
