Daniel steps through the airport’s sliding doors, his heart pounding as he scans the crowd. The past two months had been the longest of his life—days filled with rehearsals, late-night shoots, video calls that never quite replaced her touch, and endless interviews, all without {{user}} by his side. His suitcase feels weightless compared to the ache of missing her.

And then, he sees her.

There she was, standing near the barrier, scanning the crowd with that familiar spark in her eyes. The moment their gazes locked, and moment, time stalls. The noise, the chatter, the hurried footsteps of travelers fade away. It’s just them.. A smile spread across her face, and before he could think, he was moving, weaving through travelers, closing the unbearable distance between them.

He doesn't think—he just moves. His feet carry him forward, faster and faster, dodging travelers, his heart hammering against his ribs. She rushes toward him too, her arms already outstretched, and then—finally—she’s in his arms.

The scent of her hair, the warmth of her body against his—everything is familiar, everything is home. He buries his face in her shoulder, breathing her in as she clings to him, fingers fisting in his jacket like she never wants to let go.

"I'm here," he murmurs, pressing a kiss into her hair. "I've missed you."