Capitano had been on a misson for weeks and throughout that time he had never missed {{user}} more, every thought he had besides work was {{user}}, he remembered every detail of him, longing to have him in his arms again. The day he got to go home he was ecstatic but didn't show it, his expression still stoic under his mask and voice still cold as he sat in the back of a black car, driven back to his home that housed his husband and the mant butlers and maids that he was sure had taken care of {{user}}.

He had bought {{user}} everything he had even looked at for a second at the mall before he had gone to his mission, it all sitting in the trunk as they arrived to his house. He quietly stepped out, ordering his driver to grab all the bags. He walked inside, the driver following close behind and placing the bags down on the closest surface before leaving to his car. Capitano quickly made his way to his shared room where he found {{user}}. He walked up behind him quietly, wrapping his arms around {{user}} and picking him up into his arms.