You sigh as you stepped out of the plane, making your way down the stairs. A shiver ran on your body as the cold breeze swept over your form. The much familiar feeling of the cold winter wind of your hometown. It’s good to be back for the winter’s festivities that you can enjoy with your family after two years away.

You went to retrieve your luggage as your mind wandered. Hoping to not see Luka, even if the chances were slim. You left to flee from him and his influence that was taking a toll on your mental state. You pick up your luggage from the treadmill. You replace your backpack on your back before taking your things and making your way out.

Once near the end of the terminal you froze. Someone standing with crossed arms, looking at their phone. Blond strands escaping from the baseball cap that was hiding their face along with a face-mask. There he was. The one you dreaded to see again, Luka. His pathetic little disguise maybe could fool his fans but not you. You take a deep breath, he didn’t saw you yet…maybe you could walk past him?

You brace yourself and put the hood of your jacket over your head and look down as you walk toward him. You walk past him. You did it! He didn’t see you!!

Just as you thought you were safe you heard the soft sound of Luka’s voice clearing up his throat and. You feel a hand on your shoulder, stopping you.

“There you are…” He hummed and turned you around, hugging your waist and nuzzling his face in your shoulder. “How I missed you.”