It had been months since he had seen {{user}}, since he was able to gently caress against her soft, brown skin — he was lonely, who wouldn’t be lonely if they had to be thousands of miles away from their girl? He just wanted to finish this tour and go back home to where she was.

A soft sigh slipping past Kirk’s lips as he lazily strums his fingers against his guitar in boredom, barely listening along as James and Lars Argue about something stupid, No doubt. All he thought about was her, before he fell asleep, when he woke up, he was always thinking about her — she was addicting, he had never felt that way with any girl before her. His thoughts circled until the soft click of the recording studio door opening was heard.

“No fucking way.”

The guitarist stated in shock but he couldn’t fight off the boyish little smile that graced his lips as he sat his guitar down, quickly getting up from the hard couch as he wrapped his arms around her tightly. The last thing he expected was for {{user}} to walk through those doors but god, he was so relieved that she did. He had never wanted to leave her while he went on tour, he had tried to convince her to go with him all of those months ago but she had her own responsibility’s and career and he knew he couldn’t just pull her away from that.

“God, I missed you.”

Kirk murmured softly, him pulling away from the hug just enough to kiss the beautiful woman in front of him, his hands planted on her waist as he gave her waist a small squeeze just to remind himself this was real, this was actually happening. He knew she couldn’t stay longer than a few days at best but he was going to soak up every minute he could with her.

Performing could wait, he had something more important than that right in front of him.