Revolutionary War Roleplay! [CLOSED]

He studied his lover's expression closely, wishing he knew what to say.

Bailey looked wistful, absent. This happened a lot when he thiught of the dismal past. He just needed a distraction.

“Tell me about your new job,” George promoted, attempting to draw Bailey from his sorrowful thoughts.

"Well," he inhaled the bitter cold air, "It's pretty relaxed,"

“And..?” he prompted, trying to coax the other man into talking more.

"I don't know." He replied quietly.

"I'm just thinking," she replied in a bit of a sigh. "You two have been friends for a long time…"

He wrapped his arms around her stomach from behind and kissed her neck softly. "Yes, we have."

"I'm just thinking," she replied in a bit of a sigh. "You two have been friends for a long time…"

He wrapped his arms around her stomach from behind and kissed her neck softly. "Yes, we have."

She let out a weak sigh, shutting her eyes, "That's unfair.."

"Mmm, what is, my love?" he asked quietly.

"When you do that." She smiled humorously. "It's unfair,"

"When I do what? This?" he asked teasingly, kissing the same spot again.

She grunted quietly, "yes."

He laughed. "What were you going to say, my love? About John?"

"Nothing, nevermind," she shook her head, "I'm just worried for him, is all,"

"I told him about my being a spy, and he got rather upset," he told her quietly.

"Yeah..?" She whispered.

"He didn't want the same thing to happen to me that happened to (OTHER GUY) and his family."

"Oh.. makes sense.." she murmured.

"I don't know." He replied quietly.

George released a heavy sigh, unsure how to reply.

"I don't know." He replied quietly.

George released a heavy sigh, unsure how to reply.

"Did you ever think you'd end up here when you were younger?" Bailey asked, looking at him softer now. "With some rusty soldier?"

“Never in a million years,” he replied quietly, a faint smile tugging at his lips. “Did you?”

"I figured I was gonna be General someday." Bailey answered, lifting the coat collar against his cheeks for warmth.

"Oh.. makes sense.." she murmured.

"But he didn't have to get so…" Peter struggled to find the word he wanted.

"Oh.. makes sense.." she murmured.

"But he didn't have to get so…" Peter struggled to find the word he wanted.

"…defensive?" She tried to help.

"I figured I was gonna be General someday." Bailey answered, lifting the coat collar against his cheeks for warmth.

“Are you happy or disappointed in the.. change in plans?” George inquired.

"I'm beginning to accept it," he spoke, "Er, accepting the process of getting where I am now. It was rough."

“Which is understandable,” he murmured.

He drew a hand to push his hair back. "What a ride.."

"Oh.. makes sense.." she murmured.

"But he didn't have to get so…" Peter struggled to find the word he wanted.

"…defensive?" She tried to help.

He nodded. "Defensive. Protective. But I told him that we were willing to do this."

"I think he's just scared for you," she tried to console.