His mission had lasted longer than expected, causing him to be gone for three months.

During that time without your touch, your smell, your smile, he was more miserable than usual.

He stepped through the threshold of your shared apartment closing the door behind him, instantly feeling an uneasiness.

An unfamiliar scent filled the air, the sound of the door being opened behind him pulled his attention towards you walking in.

“Hey love.” He whispered with a half smile.