*Requested by fanofalternativerock Hope you like. It took me days to write, but I enjoyed it. XD*
Humming, I smile as the Uber begins to slow down at my desired designation. I bite my lip in nervousness and look at the beautiful engagement ring and wedding band that sits perfectly on my left hand, still shining bright even after three years. A light blush stains my complexion as I start to think about the surprise that is in store for Chris.
"We're here, miss," the driver says.
I nod and swipe my card to electronically pay the bill. Grabbing my small suitcase and duffel, I get out off the car and step into the Warped Tour heat. Instantly, the loud noises and chatter assault my ears and I grin.
Weaving my way through the crowds, I flash my all access pass at the gates before entering the bus section. My eyes scan the lot as my nerves shoot up, my excitement spiking. The closer I get, the more I can make out a tall black image in the feet in front of me.
With about 10 feet between us, I see Chris in all his wonderful glory wearing a pair of skinnies and his leather jacket, his hair brushed and laying down like it was in the Eternally Yours music video when he sung.
"Chris!" At my shout, he swirls around before a huge grin breaks out across his face and he hurries over in my direction. Dropping my bags, I meet him halfway.
Chris sweeps me up in his arms and spins us around. I laugh and kiss the lips I've so desperately missed these past few months.
"I've missed you so much," I murmur against his lip piercings.
"I've missed you even more, my lovely wife." Setting me gently on my feet, Chris keeps his arms around me. "God. It feels so great to have you back in my arms again."
Smiling softly up at my husband of three years, I wrap my arms around his waist.
"Chris! You got an interview in 5, man!" The new tour manager, Brandon shouts from the bus.
"Damn. Right." Chris turns his head over his shoulder. "Okay! I'll head over there in a minute."
Facing me again, Chris looks down into my eyes. "Hey, how about you wait in the bus for me. I completely forgot I had this interview today but I promise. I promise, that I'll make it as quick as possible. I want to spend as much time with my wife as possible." Chris nuzzles into my hair.
I smile and pat his chest, kissing his jaw. "Sure."
Tossing my duffel over his shoulder and rolling my suitcase with one hand, he takes my hand and leads me over o the bus.
"So, how was your trip?"
"It was good. The plane ride was about 18 hours long so I'm jet lagged as hell." I chuckle. Honestly, a cuddle session with my husband and nap seem like the best fucking things in the world right about now. "The Uber ride was fine as well. I mainly just listened to music and played Piano Tiles because I'm a bored bitch."
"Look you at talking about an 18 hour flight so casually. I would have lost my shit," Chris raises his eyebrows down at me. I laugh.
"Trust me. I know. I've witnessed it first hand."
Chris snorts before opening the door to the tour bus.
"Welcome to Casa del Motionless. Usually I sleep in the bunks, but the guys gave us the back lounge to sleep in instead." Opening a door in the back, Chris reveals a small but comfortable bed with a few amps next to it.
"Cool." Flopping back on the bed, I watch as Chris sets my stuff aside. After a moment, he stops in front of me and I put my hands on his waist, looking up at him.
