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"Yessir...we will be flying tonight"
I was packing, in Tatoo's room. We usually did things in private these days. Eating together, having fun together, going to rehearsals together, having our little sessions at home together. There were no more conclusions. We loved each other, and it was only a mater of time, before either of us admitted it.
I loved him. Yes, I did love Tatoo.
Though he keeps putting me off with the fact he always loved me from the trainee time, that would be a lie. I loved him recently, in quiet, in privacy, in my own ways, without him knowing.
Buying extra presents for him on his birthday, having a special tour for just the two of us that I paid for, getting him extra holidays by doing his life, etc.
Recently even my personal guard stated I had changed.
Mer
