It was amazing how a person didn't realize how much they missed someone until that someone was gone.
They /were/ in the military, Fury's mind logically informed him. If one had any hope of /staying/ in the military, one followed orders. Fury's heart told his mind to go do something extremely rude.
Fury's mind went off and sulked.
Havoc had only been sent on a week-long assignment, but Cain Fury had nearly worried himself to death after only five days. He'd stopped eating, and got hardly any sleep. He hadn't known he cared this much for the blond man. Not until he'd left.
He was nodding over his desk -he'd only gotten three hours of sleep before his alarm went off- when callused hands covered his drooping eyes. He jumped, and couldn't quite bring himself to believe that he really smelled cigarette smoke.
"Guess who?"
I got this cute idea in my mind of Havoc sneaking up on Fury and saying "Guess who?" and I just had to write a drabble about it.