days. days worrying about him, texting and calling 24/7 almost.. but finally. he was supposed to be coming back tonight. and you were waiting at the door. he was already ten minutes late.

yoy graoned with a head shake and called him.

he was getting into the car, holding his phone to his ear.

"yes, yes, i'm coming now." he spoke, sounding a bit annoyed, but had a small smile on his face.