He's waiting for her in the treehouse, because it's smarter to keep out of sight. No sense in calling attention, and the pattern is easy enough to pick up again no matter how long she was gone. So he sits, and he waits, until he hears her at the base of the tree, and he almost pops his head out to give her a clue but then she moves towards the treehouse and there's no need. So he settles back in a chair and waits until she steps through the doorway, crosses the space to pull her into his arms, nuzzles at her neck, inhales the scent of her until it invades the whole of him.
He'd missed her more than he has words for, had gone a little crazy when she was taken from him, but now that he has her back he's never letting her go if he can help it.
Instantly, he's crowding her space and there's nothing unsettling about it. She circles her arms around his neck and buries her face into the crook of his neck.
"I miss you," she whispers softly in his ear, clinging tight with no intention of letting go just yet. She just tilts her head and presses her lips to his in a kiss full of equal parts desperation and a sense of home.
Safe. Safe. safe. Her body thrums with the feeling of it with his arms around her.
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on 2021-04-04 10:42 am (UTC)He'd missed her more than he has words for, had gone a little crazy when she was taken from him, but now that he has her back he's never letting her go if he can help it.
"Welcome home."
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on 2021-04-10 01:22 am (UTC)"I miss you," she whispers softly in his ear, clinging tight with no intention of letting go just yet. She just tilts her head and presses her lips to his in a kiss full of equal parts desperation and a sense of home.
Safe.
Safe.
safe.
Her body thrums with the feeling of it with his arms around her.