@tracingjensen
“There’s my gorgeous man,” Cliff hummed when his husband walked into their hut. They hadn’t been able to leave for the island at the same time, but Clifford had been all but counting down the days until Jensen could join him. Despite all the fun he’d been having, Jensen was his One and Only. His other half.
He stepped across the room to his husband, hands coming up to catch Jensen’s face between them as he pulled him into a deep, slow kiss. “I’ve been missing you, Beautiful,” he murmured when he broke the kiss, though he didn’t stray far, forehead still pressed against his husband’s.









