Mira's p.o.v
It's been exactly six days since he's left. Today he'd be coming home. Back to me. Like it's supposed to be. I didn't really like being alone with Jess anyway. I'd just lock myself in Mike's room and avoid her. She's pretty nosy, so she probably spent like, forty percent of the boys being away on touching things that, of course, weren't hers.
Grabbing one of Mike's blankets, I wrapped in it and took it outside with me. I've not been out since our departure. The weather was okay, warm and comfy. Holding the blanket close, I leaned against the front door. I heard turning before the door flew open behind me. Falling back, I groaned as I landed on Jess.
She gave her usual whines. "Christ, Jessica. Watch what you're doing. No one told you to yank things anyway. Fuc-" I was cut off by her groaning again. Huffing, I snatched Mike's blanket from under her and sat by the mailbox. I mean, yeah, it was pretty pathetic. I was being a puppy and whatnot. But my baby was coming home.
Laying down, I stared up at the sky, ignoring Jess as she tried talking to me again. As she droned on, the sound of her voice dragged me into a light slumber. I wasn't awake enough to move my limbs, but I was awake enough to feel her touch me. Her fingers raked through my hair as if petting me, droning on about something stupid. I wanted so badly to hit her. Honestly, her fingers were relaxing.
Something continued to poke me. Groaning, I tried swatting it away, tugging Mike's covers over my neck. Something swayed beneath me, and I was very warm and comfy. Something brushed against my ear and I heard a whisper. "Wake up, love, we're home." It didn't register in my mind for a while until I got it. Mike and Jake were back home. Sighing, I groggily looked up, being greeted with Mike's warm gaze.
My breath hitched for a bit before my lips pressed against his with slight need. Unfortunately, I flailed a bit, causing us to fall on the floor, getting tangled in his blanket. Once we were free, I held his neck securely and continued to kiss him, letting his arms snake around my waist, nuzzling close. Jess gave a subtle grunt, cuddling into Jake. Such a d-
Mike brushed his nose against mine, causing me to let out a breath. Resting my head on his chest, I closed my eyes, feeling him lift me up bridal style. Getting comfy in his arms, I resting my head on his shoulders, falling asleep before he could lay me into bed. I gave a mumble before going completely under, holding him close. "Welcome back, babe."
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