- Checked — Active Duty - Hunter And Bailey -gay-

Bailey didn’t move. He just watched. Hunter felt the weight of that gaze—not a supervisor checking on a subordinate, but something older. Something that had survived two deployments, a dozen near-misses, and one night in a FOB barracks when the mortar alarm had turned into something else entirely.

Hunter swallowed. He looked at the list. Active Duty - Hunter And Bailey -Gay- - Checked

The hangar was empty. The night crew was on break. The only witness was a sleeping loadmaster fifty yards away, earbuds in, dead to the world. Bailey didn’t move

“It’s checked,” Hunter said. “Now get off my flight line before someone sees you caring.” a dozen near-misses

“Yes, Sergeant,” Bailey said. He turned and walked back toward the tablet, his boots echoing on the concrete.