My Armstrong is kind of angsty
in a relationship with Kain Fuery
which will be spammed all over your dash
because they like to be cute together
and its fabulous.
But fear not, for I, Alex Louis Armstrong, am back!
Alex let out a soft sigh, pulling himself out of Kain’s grasp and kneeling, so that they were eye-level. He didn’t remove his hand from the other man’s, the warmth and contact keeping his voice steady and his eyes from tearing up again.
It had been nearly a year since they’d last seen eachother, that last morning together before Kain had boarded the train for the South, headed towards almost certain death.
” War is a terrible, bloody thing. It affects us all, regardless of how strong one may be. Even the strongest of men can be felled by it’s atrocities, but yet… I- ” He smiled slightly, the expression watery,” I don’t believe it’s changed you for the worse, dearest, and to me, you are still the same blushing techie I fell in love with all those months ago.”
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;So I love you because I know no other waythan this: where I does not exist, nor you,so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.
Alex folded the letter back up neatly and placed it atop the other. He’d received them both from his secretary that morning - one had arrived over the weekend, while he was out of town, and the other early this morning…
It had been weeks since Kain had been transferred to the South, and each passing day… He missed him more and more„ and these letters simply added to that.
At least he is safe.