This was supposed to be a five minute fic but it turned in to a drabble. It did
take five minutes to write, so /i it is a five minute fic.
But it's also a drabble.

"Sleeping with..."
Sleeping with you night after night, you'd think I'd be used to it by now.
But I am not used to it and I don't think I will ever get used to it.
I'll never get used to the fact that it feels right. Perfect even.
And I'm scared that when I finally do get used to it, the war'll be over.
Then I'll have to go back to my wife and get used to not sleeping with you
anymore.
I don't want to get used to that.
I don't ever want to get used to you not holding me.