There's a prolonged hug as they met in the middle of the hall, eyes closed as he was finally engulfed in Laxus' warmth again. They were both more than capable wizards but there was no way in hell and heaven that he would be able to not worry about all the perils their profession brought along with it when they were away for a long time, on separate jobs, or one of them waiting for the other at home. Not when he loved him that much. And he didn't care how long the embrace lasted, for all he cared he'd stand here forever like this or make out with his husband right here and now with everybody watching. He didn't care. They were both safe, that's all that matters.
It was a shared desire; finally returning after one of these jobs.
The man that actually prefered to not show any weakness or emotion at all faltered – his strong arms got limp, slightly trembling by the sight, feel and – that smell... of this specific man.
It was a craving that lingered for way too long.
But now it was time. Time to embrace it, not letting go anytime soon. Finally – his grip gained more strenght, on again.
Laxus leaned over –"... I missed you... Freed..." the name had a slight specific undertone for a moment. The slayer kissed his man's forehead. Gently. Lovingly. Caring.