BUTTERED THOUGHTS...
Sobbing into your hands as relief crashes over you, months of surpressed pain and longing finally coming out to the surface only to be washed away as you felt him hold you closer. Your fingertips grazed the skin of his arms, every ridge, every bump and every scar already burned into your mind before you even saw them. Your thoughts were a flurry of words that came as fast as your tears, the memory of the nights when you only had his shirt and the remnants of his scent to keep your loneliness company being replaced entirely by this one moment.
"I'm back." he murmurs, and you choked back more tears so that you can hear him more clearly. It's been too long.
He held you for a long time, both of you not minding the number of minutes wasted in each other's embrace. You'll take as much time as you need to savor the moment of his return and with the way his hold on you seems to be getting tighter by the second, you know he plans to do the same.