3k prompts: "Nothing feels as good as coming home to you." "Nothing feels as good as having you come home to me." & Those tight hugs they give you after coming home, and you just squeeze back and melt in them because they are your home
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It had been a very long, stressful trip. Your days were filled with meetings, flights, and endless tasks that had left you feeling exhausted. Near the end of the trip, the time felt unbelievably slow, the kind where every minute dragged on. You have glanced at your watch too many times to count, seemingly checking it every few minutes only to realize only a few seconds passed.
Your suitcase thumped heavily behind you as you trudged up the stairs, the elevator in your building having decided to break down just when you needed it most. The only thing stopping tears of stress and frustration from streaming down your cheeks was thinking of the comfort of home, the solace of his embrace.
You finally reach the door, unlocking it quickly and stepping inside. The familiar scent of home greeted you, immediately putting you at ease. The sound of the tv murmurs from the living room, where you know Daniel is probably unwinding after his own long day. Your shoulders relax a little, the weight of the trip beginning to lift.
"Hey, I'm home," you called out, slipping off your shoes and leaving your suitcase by the door. You stifle a giggle when you hear a yelp from him, followed by a muttered curse as he bangs his foot on the corner of the coffee table in his rush to reach the door.
His eyes light up with joy when he sees you, and he closes the distance between you in a few strides. He pulls you into a tight hug, his arms wrapping around you in a way that makes you feel safe and cherished. His embrace is strong yet tender, his body warm against yours, and you can't help but melt into him, clinging to him as if he was your lifeline. You can feel the steady rhythm of his heartbeat, a calming presence after the chaos of travel.
"Nothing feels as good as coming home to you," you murmured against his chest, breathing in his familiar scent.
He pulls back slightly, just enough to look into your eyes, his hands still resting on your waist. "Nothing feels as good as having you come home to me."
You smile up at him, your heart swelling with affection. His eyes are soft, filled with the kind of love that makes everything else fade away.
As you're admiring his gaze, seeing him in person again, his eyes narrow. "Hold on.." he murmured, playfully pulling back further as he looks at you from top to bottom. "How are you here already? I thought you were coming tomorrow."
You grin, enjoying the look of intrigue on his face. "Why? Am I interrupting your plans or something?" Then you gasp, smacking his chest as you question. "Don't tell me you were going to host a party here."
Daniel laughs, throwing his head back, and you couldn't help but join in, always finding his laugh contagious. He shook his head, "sweetheart, do you really think I'd host a party without you here? And no, you are not interrupting any plans, well, considering my plans included sulking and rewatching our favourite show, then yes, you did interrupt—in the best way possible."
You tugged him closer, feeling a warm sense of contentment wash over you. "Well, I'm glad to be your best interruption."
"Not that I mind, but I hope you didn't ditch work to come back early," he asks, bringing the conversation back to you.
"If it were up to you, I'd quit and travel with you," you comment, earning a toothy grin and a nod from him. "But, I managed to wrap up everything ahead of schedule. And honestly, I just missed you too much. I couldn't wait another day to come home."
His expression softens, his eyes filled with warmth and love. "I missed you too," he says, brushing away a strand of hair from your face. "Every minute you were gone felt like an eternity."
You nudged him playfully, even though you felt the same. "Alright don't be such a sap."
He laughs, holding onto your hands and pulling you close again, wrapping his arms around you. "Just for you, darling," he commented, watching the blush rise to your cheeks.
Just as he was about to lean in to kiss you, his eyes widened as he remembered something. "Oh, I didn't prepare anything for dinner since I wasn't expecting you tonight."
You raised your eyebrows, "then what were you planning on having?"
He shrugged, scratching the back of his neck. "Takeout?" He stated more as a question. You smiled, leaning into him and pressing a kiss to his nose. "Then takeout it is, I wanted to cuddle anyways."
His eyes light up at that word, and he immediately picks you up in his arms with a playful grin. "Cuddling it is," he says carrying you towards the couch.
You wrap your arms around his neck, laughing as he carefully maneuvers you to the soft cushions. He sets you down gently before plopping himself beside you, pulling you close. His arms envelop you as you snuggle into his chest, feeling the warmth and security of his embrace.
"Wait," you say, suddenly remembering, "I need to take a shower. I just came from the airport."
He tightens his hold, refusing to let go. "No way," he says firmly. "I'm not letting go of you now. You can shower later."
You decide against arguing, after all, you're comfortable and don't want to move either. Daniel kisses the top of your head, his voice tender as he continues. "You know, this is how I want to spend my life after I retire from racing. Just you and me, cuddled up like this."
Your heart swells with love, the thought of a future filled with such simple, beautiful moments. "That sounds perfect," you whisper, feeling completely at peace in his arms.
