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Ben Bruce Imagine

Requested by @im_Asher. I hope you like it.

It had been months since you had last seen the love of your life. When you married him, you knew what you were in for. Hell, you knew what you were in for back when you were just friends with him. He was gone most of the year, touring around the world, playing music to thousands of people, and living his dream. You had kept yourself busy for the most part of it by working hard towards your first fashion line, to be released through Serpent & Co. But once you were done drawing up the designs and making the prototypes, there was nothing for you to do and Ben was still going to be gone for a few more weeks.

The house was silent, except for the clicking of dog nails on the hardwood floors. You made your way from the upstairs master bedroom down to the kitchen, clad only in a pair of baggy shorts and a loose tank top. Your hair was pulled up into a messy bun and the make-up you'd had on your face the day before was smeared from sleeping. When you entered the kitchen, you noticed that there was a message waiting on the home phone. Ben made the two of you get the phone in case his or your phones stopped working or either of you wanted to get a hold of the other and the cell phones weren't being answered. The only people who ever called that phone was either you or Ben. A small smile etched itself over your lips as you crossed your arms over your chest and padded your feet towards the telephone. Once you hit the button, you leaned on the counter and listened.

"So, I know you're probably not awake yet, it's about, or should be about four in the morning by you. I wanted to call and let you know that I decided to come home for a few days, or more, and I'm flying in this afternoon. I love you so much Y/N and I can't wait to see you again. See you later. My flight comes in at two by the way." The machine spoke and you felt yourself grow excited. Ben would never just decide to take a few days off, not now. But, instead of dwelling on that, you immediately glanced at the clock. It takes roughly twenty minutes to drive to the airport and it was 12:30 at the moment. You took off up the stairs and into the bathroom. You were more than excited to see Ben again.

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The airport was swimming with people as you walked through the doors and towards the terminal that Ben said he would be at. You were now clad in a nice pair of black skinny jeans, a baggy white v-neck tee shirt, and a pair of black combat boots. Your hair was still in the messy bun, but it was done with more purpose than before. People were walking back and forth in front of you, pushing their way towards a specific gate for their loved ones. A warm feeling washed over you as you looked up at the boards that said what the flights were doing. When you saw the one Ben was on, you smiled before finding a seat near the door.

A few minutes passed as you sat there waiting. You shifted in your seat and took out your phone to check the time and then to go check your social media and to pass some time. While sitting there on Twitter, you suddenly got lost in the words people were saying. The fans had never been mean to you, only saying good and encouraging words to you. A few of them had been tweeting that they had seen Ben get on a plane yesterday without his band and were questioning it, but you thought nothing of it. As you continued to scroll, you suddenly felt a hand on your shoulder. Your first thought was to get defensive, so you did. Well, you did until you noticed who it was.

"Ben!" You exclaimed and then wrapped your arms around his neck and planted your lips on his. He immediately wrapped his arms around your waist and held you tight. When the two of you pulled apart, a smile was permanently plastered on your face.

"Hello to you too." He smiled before giving you another quick peck.

"Why didn't you text me when you landed?" You lightly smacked his shoulder.

"Because I sorta wanted to surprise you." H smiled as the two of you stood there.

"You know a few of your fans saw you getting onto a plane earlier without your band?" You asked and he chuckled.

"And? I was coming to see you, they have nothing to worry about. But, how about we get back to the house so I can get out of these clothes and into something a tad more comfortable?" He asked and you nodded before looking around for his luggage.

"Where's your luggage?"

"All I have is this backpack." He smiled and then wrapped his one arm around your shoulder as the two of you began walking. All those months apart and all the loneliness quickly melted away as you stood in the arms of your love. You knew when you met him that he was the one you would marry, and you were glad for it. Now, if only you knew a way to tell Ben you were joining him on tour when he goes back.