Continuation of the RP with Jean-Maruko
Since that day in the latrine, Marco and Jean hadn't dared to touch each other so intimately. They'd gone back to shy kisses and cuddles. It seemed liked that was enough for the both of them now. They'd had a small taste of what that world would be like, and now they were back to square one in this whole mess of a relationship. During that time though, they'd both confessed that they'd loved each other, which was a good thing, but the end of what they had done had been a bit bitter.
Marco received news of his discharge at noon. The two nurses were sad to see him go. They'd certainly miss Marco and his daily visitor. Marco was prepared to leave the hospital after so long. He'd given them both big hugs before leaving, hoping Jean would come by soon and see him. He'd gotten an eye patch and most of the burning on his right side had healed, but the worse of it was hidden under his eye patch.
Since he'd come in in his military uniform, which they'd sent home with his family on Marco's request. His parents had sent back a nice outfit for him to wear for his day of discharge, understanding what had happened to Marco from the letter within the package. It was a letter Marco had wrote. It didn't look so good due to his inability to write well with his left hand. But it was legible. They'd sent a letter back to him, and he was carrying said letter in his pocket.