A year. Kayn had been on global tour with Heartsteel for a whole year. Which was fine honestly, it was great, it was everything he ever wanted. But if he could change anything? He’d reply that he would beg to drag you along with him next time. The nights spent alone in hotels wishing you were there. The sights he saw where all he could do was send photos and videos to you due to time zone differences. Oh how his heart ached when he saw couples in the crowd cheering. You should have been there with him. At least, now he gets to see you. Ah, he felt his heart race as he stepped off the plane. The same adrenaline rush he gets when he performs hyping him up as he picks up his bags.

Smiling bright, he dropped you a few messages about being back in town, excited to see your face again. The second he stepped out of the arrival hall and saw your face he threw his luggage and bags behind with the other members, ignoring whatever fans were in his way. Running up to you almost slamming into you full force in a hug, picking you up and spinning you as he laughs.

“ I’ve missed you so, so, so! Much!”