Kat's probably not expecting guests at this hour, but someone's knocking at the door nonetheless. When she finally answers the door, she'd see a beleaguered Jolene wearing a big pink hoodie and some skinny leather pants with a bag slung over her shoulder. She breaks into a grin when she sees Kat...
Kat’s mouth just fuckin’. Drops open.
“Babe,” she finally breathes, “what’re you - shit, what’re you doin’ here?”
Are those…are those tears in her eyes? She doesn’t seem to be able to move, just stand in the doorway.
“Our drummer got hurt while unloading after a show and had to take time to recover. I was tired if being on the road, so we finished the last of our tour dates with a session chick and…” she shrugs. “We decided not to go on the second leg of the tour without our drummer, so now I’m home.”
She opens her arms, hoping for a hug.
Kat barely lets her finish talking before she pulls Jo into a tight embrace. She buries her face in Jo’s hair and just holds her, not saying anything.
“I maybe missed ya a little,” she finally mutters, and gives Jo a hard kiss on a the side of the head, and a softer one on her cheek.
“Here, lemme take your bag?” She’s still very much in Jo’s personal space, an arm still wrapped around her waist.
“H-hey, Sweetheart.” She laughs softly, melting into Kat’s embrace and not wanting to let go of her partner. “I missed you too, darlin’.”
She lets Kat take the bag from her shoulders, enjoying the feeling of having her girlfriend’s arm wrapped around her waist. “Sorry I’ve been tourin’ for so long, love. I know it’s been pretty hard t'deal with.”
“Yeah it’s been…” she doesn’t finish the sentence, and flicks the light on.
The state of her apartment is more than enough to illustrate just how much she’s been struggling. It looks like she’s been sleeping on the couch, based on the nest of blankets there, and the whole place is something of a mess.
“Sorry,” she mutters, and grabs an empty delivery container to throw in the trash. “Winter’s been extra hard.”
“Oh, Sweetheart…” Jo puts a hand on Kat’s forearm. “I'da come home sooner if I knew it was so rough?”
She trails off. “What can I do to help? Would you like me to help clean up?”
“Nah.” Kat kisses the side of Jo’s head. “It’s been like this for this long, it can wait a while longer. I just wanna snuggle with you. In bed or on the couch, I don’t much care which. You hungry? I can make somethin’ to eat, too.”
“Well you don’t have to wait any longer, handsome.” Jo runs a hand along Kat’s lower back and then leans down to unlace her heeled boots. “Let’s cuddle on the couch. We can put something on the TV and relax - and I haven’t eaten, but I can order takeout. I’d rather have you next to me than in the kitchen.”
“‘S all good, there’s not much in my fridge anyway.” She chuckles and rubs Jo’s back. “There’s a new Thai place just opened up, it’s pretty good. Delivery and cuddling sounds perfect.”
Jo pulls put her phone and orders something for herself, and then offers it to Kat to order whatever she'd like before sinking into the couch. She makes grabby hands at her girlfriend. "C'mere, darlin'. We've got a half-hour before food gets here, and I missed you."
