MOL bunker.
It was a cold Sunday. One of those you wouldn't want to spend without a blanket and a warm duvet around your body. It was so cold That Oya didn't even leave the bedroom. Dean texted earlier to say he was coming home, so she was waiting for him. The door opened to a worn out Dean who dropped his bag and kicked his shoes off. The ebony hunter sat on the bed and furrowed her brows.
"What happened?"
"......" -he sighed and shrugged.-"Just one of those crappy days, O." -that, at least he could admit.-
".... c'mere." She patted the mattress near her and opened her blanket so he could crawl into her arms, which he did without any resistance. The tiny hunter wrapped her arms around his shoulders and closed the blanket around his frame, keeping him warm.
Her lips started to attack his neck with kisses while she sighed softly. He wasn't doing good, no matter how hard he tried to downplay it. She knew it, he knew she was aware of it but he wouldn't explain himself. Not now. Not when he was finally seeing her after all those months apart. Oya held him
Tighter and kisses his temples.
"You know what? We will have a day off today. We order pizza, we watch GoT and when you feel better, I sex you."
"You sex me?" He curbed a brow and chuckled.
"Yeah... I take care of everything and you just relax." She answered, her voice hinting at her joking with him.
"I have not been around much." He started with. "I haven't been there for you. I'm sorry." She shook her head and planted another kiss on his temple.
"You don't have to say sorry, Dickhead. That's the job. That's the job okay?" She ran her hand into his scalp and started to massage it gently.
"That's not an excuse... c'mon you were worried-sick about me and I didn't keep up with my messages. And I didn't give you the attention you deserve."
"Mmhhhh and you want to make amends?" She teased him with, her eyes were intensely staring at him while her hands gently stroked his cheek and chin.
"Maybe.." she didn't seem upset, and somehow it made Dean feel better and helped him Relax.
"Alright... there are two things you can do for me. The first one is, don't you ever let go of me." He furrowed his brows and rolled over so he could sit on the bed.
"Do you think I would?" She shook her head and bit her bottom lip. "Good. I won't." He said with confidence while his hand cupped both of her cheeks and his fingers entangled with her black locks.
"I don't want you to. It would be like a bullet to my heart. I love the life we have. I love everything we have so don't you ever leave.." she blushed hard and he pressed his lips to her. His kisses were soft, comforting, and intense at the same time.
"I won't do that to you. I can promise you that. What the second thing?"
"What about watching game of thrones, comfortably sitting there while I kiss the hell out of you? I have missed you so much. I want quality time with you." She admitted while she took the remote.
"Thats a date! But I get to cuddle you then." He said as he sat and wrapped his arms around her frame. It made her chuckle as he attacked her neck with kisses and entangled his fingers with hers. He was still worn out but his mood had improved tenfolds since he came home because of her.
-TBC-
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