“We'll be fine. I promise.” However, the trepidation in Lee’s words gave him away. “It’s only a few months. I’ll be back before you know it.”

 

A balled up fist furiously wiped at Han’s eyes, his face still buried in the softness of his friend’s chest. This wasn’t easy for either of them. Only, he had a harder time of hiding it than Lee did. “Not even two years.”

 

“Not even two years.” The elder repeated, gently rubbing his best friend's back in an effort to comfort him. Luckily, the mandatory military conscription period was relatively short. “Just eighteen months.”