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:Tommy is around 20 in this:
@-devynisp0ggers- I hope this lives up to your expectations
Y/n's POV
I sighed, grabbing my luggage from the baggage claim. I checked my phone to see if Tommy had answered my text, seeing nothing I turned it off and wheeled my bag out the doors.
The plane ride was long and the 4 year old seated behind me didn't care much for my sleep schedule.
My eyes drooped as I leaned my shoulder on the wall, watching the people from my flight frantically run for the nearest cab.
I waited a few minutes letting the chaos calm before waving down my own. It is late, I hope he isn't stuck in traffic. I thought as I threw my bags in the trunk. He's gotta be asleep.
I gave the driver my address and leaned my head on the window, undoubtedly going to doze off in the hour drive.
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"Hey, wake up," My eyes blinked open, seeing the driver's grumpy face staring at me, "We're here,"
I nodded, sleep clouding my thoughts as I gave him the money I owed him. I quickly thanked him, getting out of the car and opening the trunk.
I dragged the luggage out, slamming the trunk, and walked to the front door. I watched as the cab left, fiddling with my keychain before finding the correct one. The small pieces of metal clinked together as I unlocked the deadbolt.
I sighed at the familiar surroundings, finally home. I smiled a little. I didn't bother moving the bags from in front of the door and I made my way up the stairs. I quietly opened the bedroom door, cringing as it creaked.
I recognized the head of blonde hair and smiled. I went to the wardrobe, picking out a pair of pajamas then getting changed in the bathroom.
I flicked off the light then opened the door, quietly walking over to the bed. I yawned as my body sunk into the mattress, sighing in content. Finally home.
"Y/n?" Tommy called, turning over. His eyes glinted in the darkness, "That you?"
I hummed.
"Oh my fuckinggg god," He covered his face with his hands, "I was supposed to pick you up,"
I smiled, patting his messy hair, "It's alright Tom, I got a cab,"
"Nooooo, it's not, I should've picked you up, I shouldn't have streamed so long," He ranted. My eyes softened seeing him beat himself up.
