Conversations With The Moon (Bruno Mars One-Shots)

Finesse pt. 10

You press your phone to your ear and wait as you listen to the dial tone beep once, twice then, and then a third time. The familiar sound on another line follows and then there's the shifting of sheets and heavy breaths. There's a deep sigh the the familiar clearing of a certain someone's throat.

"Hey," you say greeting him as you walk to the seating area outside your flight terminal.

"Morning baby," Bruno muses half asleep in a groggy, chesty voice.

"Morning." You choose a seat set your carry-on and your purse down and then you get comfortable. He yawns, and then there's a little more shifting. "Sorry for waking you," you say leaning your head to the side that you're holding the phone on.

"It's all right," Bruno replies. "Since your voice is the first thing I've heard for the day, I think it's gonna be a good one." You chucking a little under your breath.

"Bruno," you whine replying to his tease.

"What?" He asks groggily; the image of a half-asleep smirk on his lips causes yours to curl upward. "It's the truth," he states. After a few more minutes pass, the man seated at the desk assigned to your terminal stands and leans down toward the mic attached to the desk. He calls your flight number departure point and arrival points and calls for the first class passengers to make their way over. You stand a head over to the line for economy seating and soon afterward your section is called.

"Have a safe flight," Bruno says slowly.

"Thank you."

"Call me when you land," he requests.

"I will," you chime softly back."

"Good."

"Bye Bruno."

"Bye, baby." As soon as the line goes dead, you tuck your phone away and produce your ticket. You board your flight and as soon as all the instructions are given and the plane goes quiet, you put your headphones on and close your eyes. Your playlist of slow songs begins and you drift off to sleep. _________

You land fifteen minutes after you wake up from your in-fight nap. You wake fully as you wait until it is your turn to disembark. After collecting your luggage you call an Uber and while you wait on it you look for somewhere to grab a quick cold bottle of water. Your Uber arrives promptly causing you to rush toward the door rather than walk. Your driver helps you load your luggage in and once you are inside, you climb in. You hit re-dial and press your phone to your ear once again. The dial tone only rings once.

"Hey! I was just thinking about you," Bruno says raising his voice to compensate for the noise in his background. "How was your flight, Y/N?"

"Good, I slept for most of it," you reply easily.

"Good. Found all your luggage and got through customs ok?"

"Yeah, everything went well."

"Perfect. I gotta go." There are several voices in the background and some laughter. "Yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever." Bruno chuckles. "You do that. Don't come crying to me and your shit gets fucked up."

"Sorry, the guys and I have to record a little something in a few."

"It's ok, I should be home soon."

"All right, I'll call you later."

"I'll hold you to that," you tease.

"I swear I will," Bruno replies. "Bye." You repeat the same thing then hang up.