he's been out on tour with his band for about a month, supposed to be gone for another week yet. you hear a knock on the front door, and when you open it, he's standing there. "hello dear!" he greets, hugging you tightly. he holds the hug for a few moments before letting go, looking down at you with a slight smile. "i'm sorry dear, i have work to do right now. we can talk later though, okay?" his hand reaches up, gently caressing your cheek with his thumb.