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Tommy takes Howie out a few days after he rescues him. He can never repay him, but he can buy him a few beers. The night is fun; they get drunk and sing karaoke.
Howie's voice is enchanting.
“Everyone abandons me,” Tommy slurs at one point. They're pressed up far too close in the booth, swapping stories and shedding tears. “My father left, my mom died, my squadron leader said I was worthless. Hell, Gerrard left me for dead.”
He turns to look Howie dead in the eyes. Howie's breath hitches.
“But not you.” He grabs hold of Howie's face. “You went back for me. You saved me.” He leans forward and kisses Howie deeply.
Howie kisses back.