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Lucky

Lucky

She coughed. And coughed again. Having a fever sucked. But at least she had Bubba there to comfort her.

He stood in line at the airport. His flight was supposed to leave two hours ago, but the plane wasn't even there yet. He thought of her as he looked down at the stuffed hippo in his arms. She loved hippos.

She blew her nose into her trillionth tissue that day. The whole day was groggy, but she remembered one thing: he was coming home today. After so long in a different continent, he was finally coming home to her.

He sighed as the plane finally pulled into the airport. Soon, he reminded himself, he would be with her again. He pictured her and smiled to himself. Today he would finally be coming home to her.

She looked at the clock next to her bed. 4:38 am. Each minute went by agonizingly slow when he was gone. Her eyelids slowly drooped closed and she fell into a dreamless sleep

He stretched his long legs as he stood from his seat. The last few hours were absolute torture. Finally, though, he was at least in the same country as her. He went through the airport in a daze, only wanting to be back in that little one bedroom apartment with hippo decorations everywhere.

She woke with a start. A familiar freckled arm covered her waist. She was sure it wasn't a dream. He was really back. There he was, laying right next to her. Perfectly content, she snuggled next to him and fell into the peacefulness of sleep.

A/N: this one is actually based off of my friends who are absolutely adorable and the girl has an odd obsession with hippos and he gave her a hippo stuffed animal named Bubba so yeah not that weird