Rainbow Six Siege: Complications

Chapter 4: Home Is Where Your Heart Is (Doc x Reader smut)

(Short continuation of the first chapter's story)

It was a long winter night and you couldn't sleep because of the thoughts in your head. Images, mostly, of your significant other and his form shifting in and out of buildings, between crossfire, saving lives, like how he had saved your own. Once in a while you'd have these vivid pictures playing like PowerPoint in your head, especially when Gustave fails to call you for more than a week. You would begin to worry, because you knew how dangerous his line of work was; you had experienced it firsthand. You toss and turn in the double bed, too big for yourself, and wrapped your arms around your body, holding yourself like how he would have.

You knew what you were asking for when you began a relationship with him. The stakes were on the table with no negotiation room and yet, you took the risk like a moth diving into fire, just because you were so deeply in love with him.

Months of deployment and loneliness was the field which you sowed the seed of your love, and all those short yet sweet reunions were the fruit. Even as longing tears rolled down your cheeks, you still regretted nothing. You had a life of your own to maintain, and it helped you forget missing him sometimes. After you came home from Rainbow, you spent a while gathering yourself before putting yourself back on the job market again, and time flied as calls and interviews came and concluded, returning you back onto the right track of life.

The hardest part after that, was dealing with Gustave's absence. It was easy in the beginning, let it be optimism or a matter of getting used to loneliness, and you thought to yourself, it's merely a few months, no big deal. But as time dragged slowly by and the reality of your relationship set in, you began to feel the stress, the invisible hand tugging at your heart and a constant need to be close to him. It took a big toll on your mental well-being, but you were strong, amazingly so, such that it didn't overwhelm you.

This time though, it had been too long. You would get a call from him at least once every week or so, never this long in between. The sudden break in communication was something you dreaded the most. What if something had happened to him? You dared not think about it.

Unable to clear your thoughts, you got up from the bed and went into the kitchen to grab yourself a cup of warm milk and honey, hoping the old recipe for sleep would work this time. You set the timer on the microwave and left the cup inside as you waited for the alarm. A sudden noise from the front door, a key turned and unlocked in sync with the microwave going off. Your heart raced because there was only one other person who had the keys to your apartment.

You ignored the continuous beeping of the microwave and made your way to the door, just in time to run into the embrace of your man in uniform. Home at last, it felt like a miracle.

"I'm home." Gustave smiled as he saw you and pushed you into his arms. You closed your eyes and immersed yourself with that familiar smell of him, his cologne, and his warmth. Was this a dream? You prayed it wasn't, and that prayer was immediately answered by a deep kiss on your lips. You pressed him against you as you kissed, wanting the moment to last. God, you missed him so.

"You didn't call." You said after your lips parted and quickly kissed him again, this time with tears in your eyes, "I thought something had happened to you..."

"I wanted to surprise you." He said and caressed your cheek with his big hand, "I'm sorry."

"It's ok, you're here now. You're back." You broke into a smile and touched his face, studying the look in his eyes and all his features. "It's okay. You must be hungry, I have some leftover dinner, want some pasta?"

"That would be lovely, thank you." He pecked your lips again before letting you do your thing. You hurried to the kitchen and took out the cup of milk and honey you had in the microwave and placed it away to make spot for his dinner.