He sat by the window, the glare from the streetlights faded by the rain pouring down onto the pavement. His heart was beating out of his chest as he waited for you to come back home. You were gone for so long on a missions trip to Uganda. He couldn't go with as he was too busy with his scheduling conflicts.
He tried to adjust his eyes as passing cars drove by with their lights on. He looked at the clock and saw that you would be arriving any minute now. He had offered to pick you up from the airport but the organization had arranged transport for you already.
He couldn't wait to hear all about your trip and see the big smile on your face as you spoke about helping the orphans and how you taught them. But he just couldn't wait to hold you in his arms again, feel your breath against his chest as he rested his head on top of yours. He wanted to feel your soft lips on his and cuddle up to you on the couch.
He appreciated the fact that you were coming home to him tonight and not to your parents house. They were away for business anyway and thought it would be safer for you to go over to Tyler.
He had dinner sorted and the fire was on as it was a cold night. He looked outside just in time to see the taxi pull up. He rushed outside with an umbrella and opened the back door. You looked up at him and smiled widely.
"Hey handsome", you say to him.
"Hey gorgeous", he smiles equally as widely.
He takes your hand and tells you to run inside with the umbrella and the carry on you have with you as he collects your other bags. You thank the driver and Tyler and run inside. You smile at the sight of the fire with a picnic style dinner waiting for you. The smell of lasagna fills your nostrils and your stomach starts to growl. You hear the sounds of heavy footsteps and turn around to see Tyler walking up the stairs with your suitcases. He sets them down, shakes his wet hair and closes the front door. He then turns to look at you and within seconds his lips are on yours. You feel the droplets of water hit your forehead as he kisses you deeply and you hold on to his top, savoring the feeling.
"I'm so glad you're back", he whispers against your lips as he pulls back slightly.
"There's no place I'd rather be. You're my home".
I'm back!!!! Something short and sweet xxxxxx
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Tyler Posey Imagines ♡
Fanfiction"Life can't always be good and life can't always be bad. I've learned a lot from that statement and I think about it, all the time".♡ Tyler Posey+Scott McCall Imagines :)
