mcrningmoon.
this is the life - watching her husband come and go for work. she’s gotten used to it, sure, but that doesn’t make it easier; she always misses him more than anything. ❝ my love ! ❞ she can’t help the excitement in her voice as she wraps her arms around his neck, kissing him back with much more intensity than a girl who hasnt seen her husband for three days. ❝ i missed ya more. ❞ she grins, pressing another kiss to his lips, refusing to let go of him.
he used to be okay with shit like this, leaving for days on end with minimal contact. but then he married her, had a family with her, and he HATES leaving them behind. ❝ hey, gorgeous, ❞ he can’t help but steal another kiss or two. three days is three days too many, in his opinion. ❝ i mean, i fuckin’ doubt that shit, but alright. ❞ he falls into a chair, almost immediately yanking her into his lap.















