you’re walking through the airport, about to meet your best friend for the first time. the two of you admitted feelings for each other a couple months ago, but nothing came of it since you lived in another country. tommy is waiting anxiously along with billzo, freddie, and jack, but you lock eyes with tommy and drop your bags on the ground, wrapping your arms around his neck. he drops the sign and flowers he’s been holding, making sure you don’t tackle him to the ground. “whoa, hey there.” he says with a chuckle.