“Perhaps it is the long time I have spent away… but you smell divine.”

Jiyan breathed in your scent, his nose against the crook of your neck as his arms encircled you and held you close. The general, being him, having recently returned from a long and necessary trip, he didn’t wish to let go of you.

It was no secret Jiyan longed for you each time he’d had to be gone for longer than necessary. Your lack of presence was something that weighed heavily on him. But now he was back, and there was no doubt he wouldn’t let you go.