It feels like you’ve been gone for so long, like half of his life.

Miles rocks back and forth on his heels, gnawing on his lower lip. He glances at his surroundings, the barrier of the prison.

He’s been agitated and frustrated, snapping at anyone and anything. He’s broken out of thought, his head nearly toppling off his shoulders when he hears the loud buzz of the doors opening.

His lips curl into a grin when he watches you step out. He pushes off the chain link fence and hops up the steps, meeting you halfway.

“Baby!” Miles cheers, wrapping his arms around you in a hug.