Summary: After a rough day at work, all you want to do is be alone but your long-distance boyfriend Eren has other plans.
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The sound coming from the radio is low. Your hands still rest on the wheel though you parked five minutes ago. You try your hardest to stop the stubborn tears that roll down your face with little to no success.
Your mind wanders back to the heated argument you had just gotten out of with your boss. The man, who you had known since before you joined the company, had made some kind of offensive comment and you would not let it go lightly.
Though anxious, you still decided it was worth defending the things you believe in and what is right. The man's eyes widened when you first confronted him, saying how his words affect those around you.
His words were harsh as he explained how out of line you are and the conversation went on for longer than you had planned, ending with you getting suspended from a job you love more than anything in this world and still feeling diminished by a man you once respected.
You can't breathe. The world keeps moving around you while you seem to be stuck in a loophole of sadness and anger. Your hands trembling as your nails dig through the wheel, unable to move past this incident.
A funky ringtone fills the car and brings you back from the dark place you had been in. You wipe the tears from your face to accept the third video call in a row from your long-distance boyfriend, Eren.
"Hey." You say, speaking in a brittle form while forcing a smile to the camera and he immediately stops in his tracks, knowing exactly what that face meant. Eren has been by your side since you first started the job so he can tell when something is wrong.
"Mr. Tybur didn't take it well when you talked to him, did he?" He asks and your eyes begin to fill with tears once again. You recline on the seat while looking outside the window into your house, feeling as if you are unworthy of the life you have been given.
"Nope." This is all you are able to respond with before covering your face with your hands, hiccups erupting from you abruptly.
"Oh, Y/N." He says. His voice is low and gentle, nearly like a whisper. "I am so sorry. I know how much you practiced so that conversation would go well."
"I'm not really sure what happened." You say before feeling as your throat closes up, tears welling up in your eyes before pouring down your face like the cold rain that falls outside. "I had him one minute and then the other he was yelling and suspending me."
"This isn't your fault." He says, certainty present in his words. "I have to hang up but I'll talk to you soon, ok? Go inside, take a shower and get some food. I'll call you before bed."
"Ok." You whisper in response, hearing a muffled I love you coming from the other side of the phone before the bibbing enters your ears.
You take a deep breath, finally being able to pull yourself together merely enough to get out of the car. You stand in the rain for a few seconds, allowing your tears to get mixed with the water that falls from the sky.
With great difficulty, you are able to place the key in its designated hole. Finally entering the house, the silence is no longer comforting, and instead what takes its place is a disturbing sensation.
You throw the keys into a delicate ceramic bowl and the sound echoes through the empty hallways of the house. The bag that once rested on your shoulders is now thrown to the floor as if it weighs nothing.
Silently, you turn on the lights to the bathroom before turning on the running water, hearing as the liquid splashes against the surface and feeling the steam cloud the entire room. It takes you a few minutes, maybe even hours, to get out of the bath. Time escapes from within your grasp and all you can do is cry.
After drying your hair, you hear your ringtone coming from the living room and you can immediately tell that it is Eren. His short hair is styled backward,
"Hey, did you shower?" He asks and you notice he isn't in his usual spot in his dorm room.
"Yeah, I took a bath." You reply, "I didn't know you were out, am I interrupting a night out with your friends?"
"Nah." He says and before he has time to say anything else, you hear a knock coming from the door. "Shit, are you waiting for someone?"
"No?" You reply, with no enthusiasm in your voice as you decide to ignore the person that disturbs your suffering.
"Aren't you going to get that?" He asks and you shake your head. "Come on, what if it's the delivery person with the present I sent for you?"
His words ignite a spark in your chest and for the first time in a few hours, you finally feel something other than a soul-consuming void that has been slowly eating you alive. The feeling quickly vanishes.
"I don't deserve any gifts." You say, tears shining in your eyes once again.
"Yes, you do." He replies immediately, not a single second of delay in his voice. "If you don't want it then at least send the poor delivery person away."
You sigh, feeling even worse at the thought of ignoring such a thoughtful gesture. So you drag yourself towards the door, slowly reaching for the knob at a speed that could only be compared to that of a snail.
And there he is. the man you've been talking to every day for the past year, the man who has been always one phone call away is now at arm's length.
Your heart drops and your gut twists. A second passes and you jump into his arms, feeling every inch of his skin, the scent of his cologne, even the hair gel he has on.
The idea that he really is here doesn't quite process in your brain and all you can do is kiss his face lovingly.
Every negative feeling you have been having for the past few hours disappears as you melt into his arms.
"What are you doing here?" You ask with a shaky voice and he flashes you his best smile before responding.
"Before you went in, I had a bad feeling and a little voice in my head kept telling me that I needed to come to see you and so I did, I hope that is ok," Eren says.
Swallowed by the shadows of the night, you can barely see his features but you are very much aware of the fragrance from his mint gum. All he wants to do at that moment is hold you in his arms and stare at your face but your mouth is too impatient to allow him to fully take at the moment.
So you reach for his face, slowly pulling Eren in while thinking of every time you weren't able to link your lips to his, every time you wanted to show him affection but couldn't because he was hundreds of miles away.
It takes nearly a lifetime for your mouth to touch his but when they finally meet, you can see fireworks illuminating the dark night. Your stomach twists and turns in response to your actions, fear that he isn't enjoying this nearly as much as you are clouding your mind so you stop moving.
When you open your eyes, green orbs stare right at you.
"Don't think about it too much." He whispers against your lips, nibbling on the bottom one. "Just kiss me for all the times that you couldn't."
And so you oblige, melting against his touch. His lips are an intoxicating aphrodisiac that awakens the deep desires you buried in your chest for so long. There are no words in the English language to describe how you feel at that moment.
Your hands rest on his chest as you stand on the tip of your toes to reach his face and, through the layers of skin and muscle, you can feel his heart beating at a rapid rhythm. A nervous sweat drips down his left temple.
When it comes time to pull away, you feel as if a magnet holds you in place but the need for air becomes more apparent and desperate than you would have liked and for a second you curse your lungs.
"I was so worried you would be mad." He says, placing his forehead on yours.
"How could I be mad?" You ask him, pecking his lips gently, "This is the best thing that could have ever happened to me."
Before he has time to respond, a clap of thunder roars from the sky and you pull him inside by the collar of his shirt. He yelps and drags his suitcase with him.
"I'm so sorry about the mess, I wasn't expecting anyone." You say, picking up some of the clothes that lay on the floor in the hallway. He shakes his head, raising his hands in an attempt to get you to stop.
"I came by unannounced, I don't care at all." He says, wrapping his arms around your waist and planting his face on the back of your neck, feeling the intoxicating smell of your skin, the way your hair feels against his nose, your skin in his arms.
A delighted moan makes its way past your shut lips before a smile takes over your features. Your hand reaches to the back of your head so your fingers are able to travel through his silky hair.
Every part of him is gentle, from the touch of his hands to the way he kisses you. He treats you as if you were a delicate vase, ready to break at any second and needs to be treated with delicacy.
His touch feels like a kind of high you never want to get off of, it is enough to make you feel as if your body weighed nothing as you walk on clouds. When he brings his lips close to your ear, the hairs on the back of your neck rise.
"I had a bad feeling." He whispers, gently moving his hips around while guiding you in some sort of clumsy dance. "I felt as if you would need me and so I came."
You turn around to face him, arms rising to the back of his neck. "Thank you." You whisper in return.
He teases you gently, pretending to go in for a kiss before psyching you out but it doesn't last long. Soon, he realized that he needed to kiss you. A need so primal it could only be compared to the need cavemen had to hunt.
With the touch of his lips, you bloom like the prettiest of flowers, feeling as every surface in your body appreciates his attention, his touch. It's a delicate kiss, resembling a small butterfly's wings.
When you pull away, you notice how plumed his lips are and you smile, taking his hand on yours as you guide Eren towards the living room.
Sitting in front of the tv, you rest your head on his shoulder before being hit with all the emotions you had put away for a moment. Tears begin to roll down your face as a tight feeling forms in your gut.
Suddenly, Eren begins to mumble a melody you are all too familiar with. A song you introduced him to and that every now and again he would sing to you in an attempt to calm you down, especially when you are upset.
"It must have been colder in my shadow, To never have sunlight on your face" He sings and you can't help but smile.
He wraps one arm around you, pulling you closer to him until there is no more space separating the two of you. He continues to sing the lyrics while slowly tapping on your shoulder to the rhythm of the melody.
A comforting sensation begins to wash over you, a feeling you haven't known in a while: peace. The feeling of Eren's embrace is all you have ever wanted in all those years and months you have been dating while far away from each other.
"'Cause you are the wind beneath my wings" He sings before taking your hand on his and taking it towards his lips, placing a gentle yet moist kiss on the surface of your skin. "I love you."
"I love you too." You reply, nuzzling yourself against his face. "Don't leave."
"Never." He says before pulling a blanket to cover the both of you as you search for the remote, turning on the tv and enjoying every second you get to spend with Eren by your side.