Luke was gone for 11 days.
He looked tired, but he was somehow still glowing. I didn't care, it was nice to have him happy and physically back in my arms.
"It's so nice to see you." I sighed, squeezing his torso tighter as we stood in the doorway of our apartment. His bag laid by his feet since he had dropped it to hug me.
"It hasn't even been two weeks." He chuckled, running his hands up and down my back and through my hair, basically taking advantage of the fact that he hadn't seen me in almost two weeks.
He pulled back a bit and left a chaste kiss to my lips. It was nice to see him looking so bright.
"How was home?" I asked, as he bent down to pick up his bag.
He left out a long breath as he grabbed my hand, "It was nice. I think school just got the best of me and I needed some t
