Three weeks. He had been away from home for 3 weeks. He was in Spain on a fucking mission. He missed you so much that all he wanted was to get home safe and sound. The longing he felt made his heart ache. He wanted to hold you, to feel your lips again.

He didn't mind the heavy snowfall outside, the fatigue of the mission or the cold night air. Finally he was in front of his house, he realized from the lights still burning that you were awake. He knocked on the door with a tired smile. Soon the door opened and a beautiful face greeted him. "I missed you darling." he murmured with a small smile and took a step towards you.