fic: saw sunset glow (John/Rodey, PG)

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380 words, give or take. Written for the current round of mcsmooch.

They're ready, now. Ready as they'll ever be. WWI au. Bleak, but no warnings. Title is a line from the poem "In Flanders fields" by John McCrae.

He's kissed John, but that was in the dark.