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Your dad was more than thrilled that you had decided to come home for your summer break. He, of course, knew college was important for you so he’d never complain about you being gone– in fact, he’d regularly praise and motivate you whenever you’d call him. But whenever you were home, he felt at peace and made it known that he was grateful for you coming home when you could.
You’d been there for a little under a week, most days were lazy. The heat slowed you both down significantly, plus you were on break, so laziness was warranted.
Today though, your dad was hosting a chill cookout for him and his other military buddies. A few of them brought over their own kids, which meant you’d be forced to socialize no doubt. So you stalled while getting ready, dressing in something appropriate for both the weather and setting. You made your way to the backyard, eyes skimming the pool where two kids were playing, a brother and sister splashing each other. You recognized them, kids of one of your dad’s friends.
John watched you beeline for the cooler the second you were outside, a grin curling his lips. He stood up from the lawn chair with a quiet grunt, approaching you as you opened the lid to the ice chest. “‘Bout time,” John teased. He was wearing a pair of blue swimming trunks and a Hawaiian shirt covered in pink flamingos. The first few buttons were undone to accommodate to the sweltering sun.
“I’d hug you but… bit too hot for that,” John laughed, taking a swig of his ice-cold beer. “School treatin’ you well? No boys I gotta beat up?” He playfully hummed, hand placing gently on your lower back to guide you a bit forward as the two kids sprinted past you, babbling something to their father, a tanned man sitting in a similar lawn chair to John’s near the grill. John’s hand was removed from you once the kids had passed and he was sure no kids would be running into you.
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