SnowBaz Oneshots

Three Weeks- Part 1

Again, I'm So Very Sorry. Every Time I Try Writing, It Turns Out Sucky And I Hate Whatever Comes Out. And....5K Reads!!! Wasn't It Just At 4K? Anyways, I Hope You Guys Like This! Bye!

     --Me

*Simon's POV*

Three weeks. My love has to leave for three weeks. I don't know how I'll be able to handle almost a months without Baz. It's difficult to go even 8 hours without him while he is at work. Three weeks might be too long, but there isn't anything I can do to make him stay.

I love that Baz has his own business. It's even better knowing how much he loves it. Baz started 'Pitch's Houses' a year after graduating from uni, which was two years ago. Baz is an architect, but he only designs for homes, no buildings or corporations. And he loves it, making someone a home that they will live and grow in. Baz says that it's like creating a piece of art for someone to enjoy forever. I couldn't be prouder of him. Going to uni, graduating uni, and then starting his own business without help from his family fortune. Plus, his company is now started to expand; leading us to the problem at hand.

"I will only be gone three weeks, Love. Then I'll be back. I just have to go and set up for the new buildings in the city." Baz tries to calm me as I start to freak out about him leaving. It sounds childish, I know, but I don't think I can make it on my own for a month. I've always had at least one person with me since I left the homes when I was a child, so this would be my first time in almost ten years that I'm on my own.

I feel my heart begin to race as I think these thoughts. Baz notices. "Please don't freak out." He pleads as he wraps me in his arms. I fall against him, making his back press against the kitchen counter. "I-I-I'm sorry. It's just that I'll m-miss you. So much." I whine into his shoulder. I feel one of his cool hands rub up and down my back, the other one running its fingers through my curls. I pull back my head slowly to see his face. It really is a beautiful face. His lips curl up into a small smile and he continues to tell me why he is leaving and what's going to happen. I think it's to comfort me, but it really makes it worse hearing everything. However, I listen still because it will be nice later on to know exactly where Baz is and what he is doing at a given moment.

"When do you leave, Darling?" I interrupt him. I need to know how much more time I have with him until his flight. I hear him sigh softly as he tells me, "Tomorrow afternoon. My flight leaves around 13:00, but I want to be there at 11:00 so I can check in. I wish we had a few days more, Love, but I only found out this morning that I had to go." At his words, it takes everything in me to hold back tears. 'It's only three weeks. It's only three weeks.' My mind true to reason. I nod my head agreeing with it and kiss my love, because that's all I want to do for the next 20 hours. Luckily, Baz kisses back and we decide to go to bed early so we can cuddle together longer. My mind still continues to chant 'three weeks' in reassurance.

*The Next Day*/*Basilton's POV*

"I promise I'll call every morning and every night, thought I can't promise how long I'll be able to talk. You can text anytime you want to, Love, I'll make sure to keep my cell on me so I can text you back as soon as I will be able to. You'll be fine, Simon. I made sure to restock the kitchen, and I even bought a few films for you to watch if you are bored. Also, there is money in the safe if anything happens. I love you, Simon. I'll be back soon, that's a promise." I tell Simon as we hear the intercom announce that my flight is boarding. His warm arms remain tight around my neck. I hate having to leave him, I know how hard this is for him. But I also have to leave if I want 'Pitch's Houses' to grow, which I do. It still doesn't mask how much I'll miss Simon, though. "Just, please be safe, Darling." Simon whispers softly, trying to hide the fact that he is crying even though I already know. "I'll be okay. If anything, you have to promise to be safe." I tease. My love pulls away from me with a small chuckle, holding my face in his hands. I see him slowly lean in and I copy his movements. I'll never get tired of kissing him. Simon is like fireworks, and kissing him is like watching them go off. Bloody amazing. It will be torture to go a month without even a peck from his gorgeous lips.  I'm the first to pull away from the kiss, knowing that if I don't leave now, I'll miss the plane. "Goodbye, Love. I'll back back home before you know it." I tell him as I grab the handle of my suitcase and start to walk towards the doors that will lead me to the plane. I stop when I hear a voice calling my name. "Baz!" Simon yells to get my attention. I turn around to look at him once more. "I love you, Darling!" He screams, not even minding the little crowd around us. I smile at his love. "And I adore you, Love!" I call back and wave once more before turning around and heading on the plane.