To RAF Mildenhall- Wednesday Fandom time

[solo_sword]

To say Jaina had some nerves going would be putting it lightly. If you'd told her a week ago that she'd be in England to meet up with her ex who... well, saying he might not be her ex anymore felt like jinxing it so she was really not going to say that. But if you told her she'd be in England to see him, she would have looked at you funny and said

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[missed_the_gate]

It was just his luck that her portal would be early and he'd be right on time, not wanting to seem as eager as he was to see her after fifteen months, no matter how that last meeting had gone.

When he spotted Jaina, John waved and hurried over, like she wouldn't notice him and his crazy hair from afar.

Yeah, it grew back and he just kept forgetting to cut it again. Regs were easy enough to work around in the Air Force.

[solo_sword]

Jaina hadn't been expecting the hair. Last time she'd seen him, it had still been short, and it was sad to say that her smile actually grew at seeing it. She couldn't help it, it was just so John.

She'd given up on the butterflies in her stomach. She'd gotten those the entire time they'd been together, she got them now, she was just accepting that it happened, and that it was probably a good thing. "Hi," she greeted him, trying to dampen down the smile even a little and failing completely.

[missed_the_gate]

His hand rubbed the back of his neck when he got close enough to stop, not sure of the appropriate greeting here. "Hey," he said, finally deciding to reach for her bag even though she was already proving herself capable of carrying it.

[solo_sword]

She started to hand it over, but midway through the gesture she realized that she hadn't so much as touched him- Fandom weirdness aside- in three and a half months, and she was tired of waiting. So rather than handing over the bag, she went right for the hug.

Screw it, they deserved it.