Anything (Van McCann | CATB Fan Fiction)

13. Brooklyn, NY

|Vienna|

I felt something febrile growing inside of me as soon as I landed in JFK. Seth had no idea I was coming home, since he thought I'd be on the road for a couple more weeks. I came home for one simple reason - I missed Seth so much. And I sure hope he was feeling the same way.

I haven't heard from him for days and thanks to Mike and Kate, the thought of him already finding someone new since I left kept on replaying in my head. The fact that Kate saw him at a party with another person wasn't helping either. Whatever it was, I needed to know the truth.

When I finally got to my apartment, my hands were quaking and my inside felt like they were about to explode any time. I placed my keys into the keyhole and turned the knob. The house was quiet. Seth was probably sleeping in our room. I immediately tossed my keys on top of a side table next to the entrance and made my way into the living room. I was surprised to see that the house was squeaky clean. I did made Seth promised to keep the house clean. I was glad that he kept his promise. I then shuffled my way to our bedroom, slowly opening the door. I inhaled deeply and closed my eyes for a few seconds. And then there he was, alone, lying flat on his chest, like how he normally would, sleeping soundly like child. And no other woman was with him in our bed.

I immediately exhaled, feeling relieved.

All of my doubts and fears I had earlier instantly vanished from within me. I chuckled to myself at how foolish I was for overthinking things. I finally felt glad that I was back in our home. I slowly made my way to him, caressing the back of his neck gently as he gruntled in his sleep.

I giggled and laid next to him, clinging onto him tightly. His body then began to move when he realized that someone else was in bed with him.

"Babe?" He moaned, with his eyes still fully closed. I remained silent.

He tossed and turned again, rubbing his eyes.

"Vienna?"

"Hey..." I whispered.

"Why didn't you tell me you're coming home? I could've picked you up at the airport or something," he sleepily murmured.

"I miss you," I told him, ignoring his question, nuzzling my nose into his neck.

"Come here," he groggily said, gesturing for me to go on top of him. "Come here," he said again, slightly lifting me so I would go on top of him. I then instantly felt his morning wood. He was well, horny.

"I bet you can tell that I miss you too," he smirked, rubbing the sides of my thighs. I was feeling icky from traveling and I sure was not in the mood for any sexy time.

"I need to shower," I told him, slowly pulling away from him.

"Now?" He groaned. "Can't you wait till after? You said you miss me," he sulked.

"It's hard to feel sexy when I feel icky. I think I smell a bit," I chuckled.

"No, you don't. Just come here for a second," Seth muttered, propping his head with one of his arm, another reaching out for me.

"I really need to shower," I murmured, glancing at him.

"Okay, fine," he exhaled, crashing his head onto the pillow.

Seth was having his morning coffee at the kitchen counter when I walked into the kitchen after my long, refreshing shower.