your pov.
pedro is always gone. i try to be understanding, knowing that he loves what he does. but it gets hard to be alone all of the time. he's home now, but currently, we are arguing.
"you're never here!"
" i work! i work so that you can have everything you need! why can't you understand that?", he yelled. I turned so my back was facing him. i ran my fingers through my hair and rubbed my eyes.
"i do understand! but," i stopped.
"but what?"
"nevermind.", i mumbled, as i grabbed my keys and walked out the door. as i got in my car, i saw pedro follow me out and stand behind my car. i pulled out of the driveway and drove until the sun went down.
*time skip*
about an hour has passed since i left pedro standing in our driveway. i'm currently parked in a random parking lot, watching the sunset and thinking about pedro and i's relationship. was it wrong of me to be mad at him for working? i miss him. why can't he understand? he's gone for months at a time, and we only get to see each other over the phone.
my phone buzzing interrupted my train of thought.
p <3: where are you?
i didn't answer. i needed time to myself; time to think. my phone buzzed 2 minutes later.
p<3: please tell me where you are.
p<3: just tell me you're safe.
me: i'm safe.
i turned my phone off after responding to him. i pulled out of the parking lot and decided to drive around the old part of town for a little while, eventually finding myself pulling into our driveway. i opened the door to our beautiful house, and saw pedro sitting on the couch with his head in his hands.
the sight made my heart ache. "babe?" i called. he looked back. he got up and started towards me. i could see the worry etched onto his handsome face. the face i had stared at when he was sleeping; the face i admired often.
"are you ok? where were you?" he questioned as he neared me. he reached me and took my face into his hands. "i was just driving around." i mumbled, feeling guilty of making him worry about my wellbeing. he pulled me into a tight and warm hug. i wrapped my arms around him.
"i'm sorry. i shouldn't have stormed off like that." i whispered. he hugged me tighter.
"don't be sorry. i should be the one apologizing. i'm sorry for making you so upset. i just want you to have everything you could ever possibly need."
i pulled back so we were looking at each other. "i don't need anything pedro. i've only ever needed you. we could be living in a run down house on a bad side of town and i'd still be happy, because i have you." a few tears ran down my cheeks and he pulled me back into him.
"i promise you that i'll be here more often. i promise to try harder than i was before. i love you so much." he kissed my forehead, then pushed me out so he could softly kiss my lips.
i don't need anything else but him.
