you sat on the counter, reading or scrolling on your phone, and then, the front door opens. you look up and see him come in with a big smile, one he keeps just for you. ". . I'm home! " he walks over to you, the he pauses as he sees your tearful expression
". . Ah, dammit. I'm late, right? " he murmurs, feeling guilty for keeping u up for so long. he looks at u— youre not saying anything, just looking down ". . Need a hug? cmere. " he said, opening his arms for you (have fun! <3)
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