Waiting For Them To Come Home

Waiting for them to come home

Just imagining you are waiting for them to come home, for the love of your life, your hubby, your boyfriend, your best bud and mate to come home again after a mission. And he is way overdue, like, the date he had given you is gone by now, two days, three days over and you wait. You barely leave the house, you have a warm meal ready to be served, a slowcooked meal that you only need to warm up to have ready, the bed is freshly made and clean, the house cleaned (even those pesky corners underneath the table). And you wait.

You fall asleep on the Couch every night, listening for the frontdoor to squeak, or a key to slink into the hole.

You fall asleep as he finally comes home, too exhausted from worrying to wake up.

Price would smile at you, shaking his head as he tries to be silent, footfalls heavy on the carpet as he toes of his boots and sets down his gear, before coming closer to the couch. He would stroke over your hair gently, thumb tracing along your cheek. When you do not wake, he will so very carefully pull you into his arms, blanket and all, and carry you up the stairs into your shared bed. He will take a shower first though before joining you in bed, holding you close through the night.

Ghost, is as silent as his namesake, footsteps making no noise as he closes in on your still form on the couch. He stares at you for minutes, drinking in your sleeping and relaxed form before leaning down to press his forehead to yours for a second, waiting to see if you wake up. But you dont, so he lifts you into his arms and carries you upstairs. Will not take a shower, just wants to be with you, so he lays you on top of his chest, arms crossed over your back as you sleep on, your forehead against his neck. He can feel your heartbeat, your warmth seeping into his bones as he relaxes slowly.

Gaz will gently set down his gear and kneel in front of the couch, observing your sleeping form with tenderness for a few minutes. He will reach out, gently shaking your shoulder to wake you up. 'Darling, wake up. Come on, couch will give you a bad ache in your neck, come on get up'. Is persistent to wake you until you are blinking blearily at him. Will help you up the stairs towards the bedroom and slide underneath the covers with you, as he had already showered at base so he could keep you in his arms right from the start. Will be asleep in minutes with you, curled along your back as a big spoon, his face pressed into your hair.

Soap, is not as silent as he wants as he enters the apartment, gear thunking to the floor as he curses out the corner of the doorframe he always bumps into. Finds you asleep on the couch and doesnt think much about carrying you up the stairs or waking you up. He will simply flop right on top/beside you, cuddling close, kissing your forehead as he shimmies and shifts with you, until you are both wedged over, against and into the couch in a knot of human limbs and cozy blankets. Will be asleep in seconds, snoring softly into your ear. You will both wake up with aching limbs but warm.

Never knew it was possible to have inflamed vocal chords and how the f*** did I even manage that? But hey, im on medical leave for the week, have the order to not open my mouth to speak. So, I can write some sick!Character things. Mood. Im bored... not talking is way harder than i expected....

Hello! I hope it's not a weird thing for me to send you an ask regarding this, but I'm looking forward to your writing and your doodles :] The last thing you posted was absolutely adorable, so I can't wait to see some more of it! Anyway, have a nice day! I hope I'm not stressing yout out like this, just wanted to send some encouragement! :D

Hi! Oh my gosh, you have no Idea how much i squealed about your message to me. I have not thought I would get one. And one with such nice words and I dont know what to say and I love this so much! Thank you^^ I was already working on the second part when your message came in so it fit right well. You are not stressing me, im just a really... unreliable writer with too much work. So I cant promise something every day, but im hoping for something to post here every third day at least. (Look for me in the westwards lands when the sun rises on the third morning! My horse may not be white, and maybe its a donkey, but I will roll down this hill with something XD) Lots of Love, and thank you so much, you really made my day so much better! - Awkward Fink

do you all now those Situations, when you see a Picture, listen to a Song or read a Book and there is **Something** Standing Out from it? A color, a detail, a sentence?

And your brain hogs this **Something** and runs away with it?

Yeah?

Well.. I dont know If i will write Something about it but stuck in my brain is the sentence:

"I will miss You the most."

(and just imagining you, the reader, leaning backwards against a warm chest, arms around you, your head tilted back as you look at the stars. The words, His words, frantic and deep, rough, but you cant or wont understand them as you look at the vast darkness overhead, eyes fixed on that one distant blinking star. And you utter the words as your head finally tilts, cradled in too warm hands, smiling brightly at him.)

Waiting for them to come Home (Part 2)

(Because I forgot to add some of the men we all love, didnt I?) Just imagine you are back on the couch, waiting for days now, your body laid out on the cushions, a soft blanket draped over you to protect you from the chill of the night. And you wait for the door to open, for your lover, your husband, your better half to finally come home again.

Alejandro doesnt try to be silent, even though it is the middle of the night, his gear thumping to the floor and his footsteps surely carrying him towards the kitchen first, opening the still warm pot to swipe a finger through the food, tasting it greedily. But soon he walks towards the living room, finding you and a brilliant smile lights up his face. He is quick to scoop you up and over his shoulder, hands splayed on your ass as he carries your spluttering and quickly awakened form up the stairs, promising to make up for lost time. His hand never leaves your ass all the way up, feeling and groping as he goes, body already burning. 'Mi armor, wake up, i brought some presents for you and the biggest of them is me!'

Rodolfo, that sweet big man, is quiet as he comes into your shared home. He knows you are surely waiting for him, you had always done it when he was late from his assignments. And lo and behold, there you are, curled around his pillow on the couch. A soft smile on his lips, he kneels beside you, caressing your cheeks and whispering softly to you. His big hands easily lift you into his arms, his cheek against yours, further whispering sweet nothings into your ear, soft kisses trailing along your nose until you scrunch it just the way he loves, waking you softly before he takes you to bed with you. 'Told you so often you dont need to wait up, Love. Warms my heart though, so good to me. Don't worry, im not gonna let you outta bed until I had my fill of your kisses.'

Horangi is a strange mixture of reactions. On one side, he always told you to not wait up, to sleep in the bed and be comfortable, he wouldnt mind. On the other hand, seeing you sleeping on the couch, clearly waiting for him to come back, has his heart just slightly racing, as if he had the dice in his hand and was only one throw away from the biggest Jackpot of his life. He hesitates for a second, just taking in your pose, his smile turning into an amused smirk as he sees you drooling in your sleep. Will take a picture to blackmail you with in the morning before unceremoniously putting you over his shoulder and climbing up the stairs, laughing at your sleepy mumbles and your hands steadying yourself on his hips and ass. 'Don't worry Byeolbit (my starlight, if Goggle is correct...), you can touch that some more in just a few minutes. After we both took a shower, one of us reeks and I am not sure its me.' Will pull you with himself under the shower, doesn't care about your PJ's or your sleepdrunk state.

König doesnt know what to do. He is big and burly and strong and he is scared to touch you, you look like a small doll so cosily curled up on the cushions and he really doesnt want to wake you but if you sleep like *this* its gonna be hell on your back and neck and he doesnt want it. That big man is fluttering helplessly around you, hands reaching out before pulling back without touching you, nearly whining underneath his breaths in indecision before he finally, after minutes, settles on poking your cheek gently. 'Liebling (Love, Honey), you awake? You are gonna hurt in the morning... Let me... Let me just...' His words taper off as you blink drowsily at him, so comfy but also so very happy he is home that you cling to him like a koala. His big arms wrap around you, his face flushing so bright he wonders if you can see it shining red in the darkness of your shared home. He is so very careful with every step he climbs up the stairs, one arm around your back, the other underneath your ass as he carries you without problem.

Sleeping Positions with them. (II)

Alejandro: - sleeps naked, everytime. But thankfully he only does this at home or at base, where he feels safe. (though more than once you have found a knife underneath your pillow. If he cant wear it in bed he is hiding it in bed.) - likes to sleep on his side, one arm and leg hooked around you loosely - snores. Dont let him tell you something different, he snores! - can and will turn into an octupus-cuddler in the middle of the night (no, going to the loo is not possible anymore. But you learn fast - either pee before going to bed or become an escape artist, your choice.) - moves around while sleeping, falls asleep on your right side, wakes up on your left side. - hates blankets, but you need one and he has to grudgingly accept it. - tries to become your blanket in the middle of the night, which can be very strange feeling when waking up to your *blanket* poking you in the stomach...

Rudy: - is a switch spoon. - loves holding you, loves being held by you - skin contact is an absolute must with this man! The more, the better! - Mumbles and talks in his sleep, but mostly in his first language. - cant get enough of you sleeping on top of his stomach and chest, or on his back when he is sleeping facedown, loves your weight on his body in every position - sleeps only in briefs or boxers, he is one of those men who run even hotter at night - which doesnt explain why he always ALWAYS steals your blanket! He has one, you have one. The morning comes and you have NONE but he has two?

König: - shy sleeper, is sorry that he takes up most of the kingsize bed - its cuddle-time before sleep, a kiss to your forehead, a softly whispered 'I love you' against your lips before he turns away from you - loves sleeping back to back with you, or at least falling asleep like that. Feels like he always has your back, is the reliable man in your life. - wakes up draped over you, but thankfully in a way that wont have you suffocating, thank everything holy. - wears an old shirt and very comfy and fuzzy pants to bed, sometimes even wears socks in bed because this man has cold feet. - he ALWAYS has cold feet. - and if you tease him, he will get even and stick his ice-cold fridge-feet against your sleepwarm body. - the rest of his body is a furnace, but by everthing holy, this mans feet can freeze liquids.

Horangi: - a tiger in bed, in the sense that he lazily drapes himself over as much of the kingsize bed as possible - you need to bend and form yourself around that man or find a spot where none of his limbs are already occupying the space or you wont be sleeping good tonight - is quick in gathering every pillow and blanket and arranging it how he likes it, like making a nest or a den in your bed. - will sleep only in his boxershorts and a muscle shirt - and that man loves when he can be the big spoon, if he doesnt have to make you space - if you are in the bed first, he will simply flop onto you and bully and push and press you in the position he wants - BITES! That man bites! It doesnt matter if he is asleep or not, he will nibble and nip and bite you if he can, wont remember it in the morning - will turn into a snake in the middle of his sleep, dragging you closer and closer, winding himself around you as close and tight as he can, his nose buried in your neck or in between your breasts (doesnt matter if you are male or female, there are breasts, tiddies, and he will have his face pressed there, they are his, no more comments.) - is the most active sleeper after Soap, but at least he is moving you with him in his sleep. You can fall asleep on your back, in his arms and wake up with your feet on your pillow, one arm holding onto a blanket, the other getting chewed on by your man, who is trying to become a starfish-limpet underneath you while one of his hands surely grasps your behind.