Tonight it's Fate

Part Twelve

As soon as the wheels of the airplane touched the tarmac, David had his phone in his hand. He swiped off the 'airplane mode' and opened his messages, smiling as two new texts came through from Louna. He was a little surprised there weren't more, given that he'd been on a plane for five hours, but then they'd briefly talked during the layover in Los Angeles.

'Your apartment smells like old socks.' was the first message, and 'Just opened a window and got snow in your living room. Thanks mtl...' was the second.

He laughed as he finally texted her back. Landed!!! So long as you're not building an igloo we'll survive:) He glanced up from the phone, not sure she would even reply because she might've already been driving, and found Jeff smirking at him. "What?" he asked, self-conscious.

Jeff shook his head. "Nothing... just enjoying the irony that you were probably the first person with their phone out when the plane landed."

David glowered, not appreciating the call-out. It was true – he used to give his bandmates shit about always texting their wives or girlfriends right before and after a flight. He'd never understood the compulsion, until now. Now it seemed perfectly reasonable for him to message Louna the second the plane touched down and let her know he'd made it safely to his destination, especially since today that destination was home after two weeks in Australia.

Two months had passed since the morning of the sunrise they'd shared together, and thankfully their relationship was still going strong. The band's trip to Mexico the week after the sunrise had been a bit strained between them, but they'd made it through. However, this trip to Australia had been the longest time they'd spent apart since the shows in Europe six months before. Somehow it felt harder and easier all at once, because even though he had to leave her for two weeks, he also knew exactly what he would get to come home to. And that was the reason he'd asked her to go to his apartment before he got back, then take his car and pick him up at the airport. He didn't want to wait any longer than necessary to see her once he was back.

"Shut up," he replied to Jeff, laughter in his voice because he knew it was true and he wasn't going to let the guitarist ruin his excitement.

Jeff laughed, shaking his head. "I love that you're so excited to see Louna... because remember it was only when we were coming back from Japan and you were ridiculing Seb for texting Lo... and what was that? April?"

David looked over and met Jeff's gaze, trying to think back on the last year. "God, I think you're right," he replied. "So I've been with Lou for like... six months?"

"Well, yeah, if it was end of May or beginning of June or whatever... hopefully you didn't miss that anniversary."

David instantly made a face. "Is that a big deal? If I did? She'd say something, right?"

Jeff shrugged and Sebastien leaned over then, listening into their conversation. "Dude, you have to know the date to know if you've missed it," Seb said. "Do you remember the official date? Or what Louna might think that is?"

David shook his head, at a loss. "I don't know... it was right around our Europe shows in June."

"Right, but it would be something significant that sets the actual date... like a romantic dinner or maybe meeting someone important to her," Seb continued.

"It's probably not the night you had her meet me," Jeff pointed out, smirking. "Cause you didn't even think twice about that."

David rolled his eyes. "And you'll never let me live it down..."

"Probably for a good reason," Seb chided him. "So besides Jeff, was there something where you met her friends? Or her sister?"

David scoffed. "Would brunch with half of her best friends count?"