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You were home alone. Sitting on your couch in your favorite comfy pajamas, drinking hot chocolate. The TV was turned on but you weren’t watching it. You were staring out the window, looking at the apartment complex across the street from yours. It was late, so the few people who were still awake had lights on. You liked to give those people imaginary lives. The guy on floor three was planning a heist with his friends. The woman on floor five was waiting for her husband to come home, so that she could finally confront him about his action figure obsession.
You noticed a few raindrops hit your window, you loved it when it rained at night. Taking the last sip of your hot chocolate, you got up to fix more and some snacks. As you watched your popcorn bake in the microwave, you heard the lock on your door click. You peaked your head into the hallway leading to the door to see Yelena trying to come in quietly. You had most of the lights turned off, so she probably assumed you were asleep.
You decided to silently watch her put up her things, waiting to see how long it would take her to notice you. It had only been a few seconds before the beeping of the microwave gave you away. She looked up and your eyes met. You both stood there for a moment, taking each other in. A comforting smile slowly takes over her face. You knew she missed you on the days she had to work late, you missed her too.
“You waited?” She asked quietly, as if she didn’t want to disturb the silence.
You smiled at her, “Of course I waited.” You stepped the rest of the way into the hallway.
Yelena slowly walked up to you with her arms open. You wrapped her up in a hug, your arms around her shoulders. She tucked her head into your chest and you rested your chin on it. “I missed you, moya lyubov.” She tried burrowing further into you.
You squeeze her shoulders and kiss the top of her head. “I know, love. I missed you too.” The microwave interrupts your moment, beeping again to remind you of your popcorn. You let out a sigh, not wanting to let Yelena go just yet. “Come on, let’s go to the kitchen.”
You start to shuffle into the kitchen, still holding Yelena close to you. It’s a bit of a struggle, but it makes her laugh. “What are we doing?” She chuckles.
“My popcorn is ready and my hot chocolate is getting cold.” You reach the counter with Yelena still in your arms. She pulls away and steals your hot chocolate before you can grab it. You give her a playful glare as she takes a sip. “Are you hungry? I can fix you some food.” You ask as you pull your popcorn from the microwave.
She continues to drink your hot chocolate. “I’ll just steal your food.” She raises her eyebrows while looking at you over the rim of the mug.
You sighed and turned to the fridge. “You need more than popcorn, love. How about yesterday's leftovers?”
“That sounds good.” She hops up on the counter as you make her a plate of food. You catch her stealing bites of your snack, so you grab the bowl and move it to the other side of the counter. “Hey!” She whined.
You hold her plate out to her. “You need a meal, Lena.” She pouts and hops off the counter. She gives you a peck on the cheek and takes the plate. You eat together at the kitchen table. “How was your day?”
“Long.” This is all she responded with. She continued eating like she was starving. “Thank you for the food.” She mumbled through a mouthful. She’s not used to giving words of acknowledgement or praise, but she knows they make you happy so she tries.
You smile, “Your welcome, love.” You got up to clean the dishes. As you grabbed her empty plate, you kissed the side of her head.
Yelena helped dry the dishes as you washed. “You know, I still haven’t gotten my ‘welcome home’ kiss.” She said, after putting up the last dish.
You look over at her with a raised brow. “Sure you did! I kissed you on the head like three times already.” You joke with her.
You started laughing when she threw a towel at you and whined, “Those don’t count, and it was only twice.” She gave you her best pouty face, knowing you were a sucker for it.
You let out a sigh with a smile on your face and walked over to her. A smile grew on her face the closer you got. She closed her eyes and waited for you to kiss her lips. You got close to her, but right before you kissed her, you changed direction and kissed her forehead. “There, now it’s three.”
You ran away, laughing, before she could slap your shoulder. She chased you down the hallway and caught you right before you reached your shared bedroom. She threw you over her shoulder. “Lena, put me down! What are you doing?” You laughed as she carried you into your room. You expected her to throw you onto the bed, so you became confused when she walked past it and straight to the connected bathroom. You could hear her chuckling as she walked the both of you into the shower. She put you down and put her hand on the shower knob. “You have 30 seconds to give me my kiss, or I turn this on.” She gave you a maniacal smile.
Your eyes went wide. “You wouldn’t!”
“Oh, I would, lyubov! Try me.”
“But I’m in my favorite pajamas, Lena.” You whined.
This only made her smile grow. “You’ve got 20 seconds now.”
You rolled your eyes playfully and leaned into her. You gave her a passionate kiss that lasted a few moments. You pulled away and said, “There, you child. Are you happy now?”
She smiles at you “Yes!” then turns the shower knob anyway.
You let out a gasp as you both were sprayed with cold water. “What the hell!” At first you were angry, but then you looked at Yelena.
She was laughing her ass off. She was laughing so hard you were sure she would fall over or slip. “Oh my…your face…that was great…” She spoke in between laughing.
Her laughter was so contagious that you couldn’t help but join in, forgetting about your anger. “Breath, love.” You chuckled.
It took awhile, but you finally got her to calm down, with the exception of random bursts of laughter when she would remember what your face looked like. You both got changed into some dry clothes and got ready for bed. You layed in bed, waiting for Yelena to finish up in the bathroom. From where you were laying, you could see her reflection in the bathroom mirror. You watched her, not paying attention to what she’s doing, just taking in her pretty face.
“I can see you too, you know?” Yelena grinned at you. She turned off the bathroom light and jumped onto the bed. “That’s how mirrors work. You see me, I see you.” She tapped your nose.
You smiled, “I know. I just didn’t care if you caught me staring.” You leaned in and gave her a quick kiss. “I want my girlfriend to know I like looking at her.”
She smiled and pulled you in for a longer kiss. The two of you laid there for a while, exchanging soft kisses. A yawn from you interrupted the moment. “I guess that means it’s time for bed.” Yelena, who had been holding your cheek, rubs her thumb over your cheek bone.
You turned out the lights and cuddled into your girlfriend. “Do you have to work late again tomorrow?” You asked quietly.
“No, moya lyubov. I’ll be home on time, I promise.” She squeezed you into her more.
“Good. I love you.”
“I love you too, detka.”
You both drifted off into sleep. Your head on her chest, her arms wrapped around you. If you moved at all in the night, she would pull you right back into her arms, a comfort to both of you.