Two weeks later ~

The morning rays your hit your eyes sweetly. You blink your (e/c) eyes. You want to sit up, but the arm that was placed securely around your waist wouldn't let you go.

Smiling, you pull the arm off of you and lean up to press a light kiss to your boyfriend's chin. It's a bit stubbly in the morning, but you couldn't care less.

Not wanting to wake him up, you slowly sit up, feeling a slight pain at the back neck. Your hand swings up, covering the patch of skin and you wince slightly.

You try to massage it away, but you fail, since your hands are awfully cold in the morning.

Suddenly, a warm hand covers yours and pulls it away from your neck. "Your hands feel like ice-cubes, (y/n)." Piers says, still a bit groggy.

You huff "They are always cold in the morning.."

The sniper hums approvingly and gently massages the knot out of your muscles. You sigh and relax.

"Come here..." Piers orders gently. He moves up to the head board, petting his slightly parted thighs.

You smile and shuffle towards him, leaning against him. He works his magic and you totally relax in his hands.

"You didn't sleep well ?" Piers asks, trying to find a reason for the knot at your nape.

"I always sleep great when I'm with you but..." You trail off.

"You thought about him again ?"

You nod. Piers massages more downwards your back, and even through the fabric of the T-Shirt you can feel the warmth of your lieutenant's hands. He presses his lips to your neck.

"It's okay now. He's getting cuffed away forever and you don't have to see him anymore." Your boyfriend tries to convince you of that.

"Maybe. But I still think he doesn't have the right to live anymore...."

"Maybe." The sniper retorts "But maybe it would have been just what he wanted. Maybe he wanted you to kill him, so he doesn't have to face the consequences. Now, that you did the right thing, he doesn't get his will. And I think that's a great punishment."

"You know what ? You're right. I don't have to see him ever again, my brother made it out there in one piece and I....I have you..."

You feel Piers chuckle as he wraps his arms around you and pulls you flush to him. You lean back against his chest and take one of his slightly larger one. You look at the size difference. You pull it to your lips and press a light kiss on the back of his hand.

"Thank you, Piers. For staying with me. And everything...And for massaging this damn knot out my damn neck." You finish, chuckling with your boyfriend, who now pulls your hand to his lips, also kissing the back of your tender hand. Even though you still have a very faint bruise on your wrist. It doesn't make sense that this is still there, but it is. Your boyfriend also kisses the bruise and says "No problem...You deserve it..."

With every word his plush lips brush against your cold skin. You shiver a bit and the lieutenant pulls you even closer.

You smile and look to your desk. Where your father's keys are laying. You fix your stare at it. Piers seems to notice.

"Do you want to go there ?"

"Yes, but...." You look away.

"I'll go with if you want me to. I'll be there..." He says, placing kisses on your back. The fabric doesn't reduce the feeling of safety and confirmation he gives you with that gesture.

"Okay....I hope I'll find what my father wanted me to find there..."

"PIERS ? (Y/N) ? GET THE HELL OUT ! OTHERWISE YOU'LL HAVE THE EXTRA ROUNDS !" Chris' manly voice rips you out of your beautiful, lovely morning and reminds you of the cold and hard training today.

Piers and you look at each other, then glance at the clock on the wall and jump out of bed.

He tossed you some comfy clothes, among them his old shirt. You have to grin shortly at the memory.

You toss him all toiletries for him. After a minute, you swap places and you comb your hair very quickly. Having no time to do anything properly, you pull it into a medium messy bun. You look at Piers. He is also finished and walks to the exit.

Just before you step outside, the sniper pulls you back to him by the small of your back, kissing you passionately. You respond to it, putting your hands on the back of his head.

You pull away "As much as I'd like to stay like this the whole day, I think we should go now." You suggest weakly.

Your boyfriend sighs but nods, kissing you one last time. Weaving his fingers through yours, you step out and follow the other soldiers to the training area.

At first you run a few rounds around the camp. But you are not running them, no. You are climbing the tents and jump from roof to roof while the others run at the ground beside you.

After that follows the usual sniper training. As usual you keep up a competition with your sniper.

"Come on, you can do better than this (y/n)." He teases.

You groan "Says the man who just missed his chance of not having to cook today."

"Noooo...Oh your highness please be gracious with me." Your boyfriend pleads. He can cook like a god, but somehow he still hates to do it.

"Hmm...Let me see...Come closer." And he moves closer. Very close. So close. And he knows exactly what to do. Since you just finished your training, he kneels down, letting you climb on his back.

He carries you to your locker and sets you down, leaving you to your privacy.

"We want to go there."

"When ?"

"Tomorrow."

"Well then," Chris stands up from behind his desk "go for it. You two have my permission. We will take care of your brother."

"Thank you, Chris."

You pack your back and go for a ride to your home.

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My god it is so late here...xD

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