Hey everyone! So, as you can see I have a new story up and I'm really excited for it. I know I haven't updated Curfew in a long time but I'm trying to think of other stuff to write about for that story plus I was too excited for this story. Know if you figure what is going on with Nowaki, it is not meant to be offensive in ANY way and if you don't know what I'm talking about, I will explain later because I don't want to spoil anything. Okay so please let me know what you think and if I should continue with this story! Enjoy!
Two years. Two long years Hiroki had to wait for Nowaki. Sure they had talked on the phone with each other as much as possible but with Nowaki's job over in the U.S it wasn't easy. Both of them cherished every second they could talk though.
But now Hiroki was waiting at the airport, waiting for Nowaki to walk through the gate from his plane.
A lady opened the gateway door and people started filing out from it. Around Hiroki were a lot of families standing around with banners welcoming home their soldiers. People were cheering and crying tears of joy, from seeing their loved ones after years of being apart.
Then, finally, the moment Hiroki had been waiting from sense the day Nowaki left. The six foot, black haired, blue eyed man came walking through the gate with his camouflage uniform on and his light brown combat boots.
The moment that Nowaki and Hiroki locked eyes, Nowaki dropped his duffle bag that was slung over his shoulder as they ran to each other.
Hiroki ran up and wrapped his arms around Nowaki's neck almost knocking him over on the ground. Nowaki wrapped his arms around Hiroki's back and they both squeezed each other until they couldn't breathe.
Both of them never wanted to let go ever again from being apart for so long. Both had tears of joy streaming down their faces.
After actually letting go, they shared a long, passionate kiss. One that was long overdue.
Nowaki pulled back and hugged Hiroki again, "I missed you so, so, so much. You can't even believe how much I missed you."
Hiroki buried his face in the crook of Nowaki's neck, "I can believe it. I missed you just as much."
Nowaki let go but kept his arm draped across Hiroki's shoulders as he picked up his duffle bag and hung it around his other shoulder. "So, what have you been doing for two years?" Nowaki leaned over and kissed Hiroki on the temple.
"Holding out as best as I could. I was about to lose it. Two years was too long. I really don't want you to get deployed again."
"I don't want to either but I don't know what will happen… Where are we going anyway?"
Hiroki lead Nowaki toward the exit of the airport, "I have a hotel room near here because I booked a flight for Japan for later tomorrow. And I know you probably don't want to get on another plane but I also thought that you'd want to get home as soon as possible."
"That's fine. I do want to get home soon. But I'll probably just sleep the rest of day and on the plane."
"That's fine. I have essays to grade anyway or I might fall asleep too, I didn't sleep last night at all. Beside you need your rest."
They flagged down a taxi driving by, put Nowaki's bag in the trunk and then drove over to the hotel.
They got up to their room and right when the door closed, Nowaki pushed Hiroki down on the bed and was on top of him in an instant, kissing him.
Hiroki broke away from the kiss, gasping for air, "I thought you needed to sleep?"
"Yeah, I do. However, I haven't touched you in two years… so I need this way more right now."
Hiroki didn't fight it or resist it at all because, truth be told, he needed it too.
Hiroki woke up an hour and a half before their flight back home. He gently shook Nowaki and kissed him on the head. "Hey. Wake up. We have half an hour to get back to the airport."
Nowaki turned over, not wanting to get up. "Hmm, no… let's sleep a little longer."
"No, we can't. We will have 15 hours to sleep on the plane. Come on, get up and I'll make coffee. I also have some clothes for you in my suitcase." Hiroki got out of bed, search through his bag and threw Nowaki's clothes on the bed.
Eventually, Nowaki dragged himself out of bed and they headed downstairs with their bags to get a cab to the airport. Nowaki was so tired he almost fell asleep on the cab ride, multiple times.
Once on the plane Nowaki immediately fell asleep in his window seat while Hiroki had his table out, grading essays.
Hiroki leaned back, taking a slight break from grading but when he looked over at Nowaki, he notice that Nowaki was "tossing" around in his chair and he also had a slight scared expression on his face.
"Is he having a nightmare?"
Hiroki shook Nowaki a little and whispered, "Nowaki? Nowaki wake up."
Nowaki sat up quickly, slightly breathing hard. He looked over at Hiroki.
"Are you okay?" Hiroki looked at him with a concerned look.
"… Yeah I'm fine… I just have to run to the bathroom real fast."
Hiroki moved out of the way so Nowaki could get out.
Nowaki got into the small bathroom shall and looked in the mirror. He took a deep breath. He took a moment to calm himself down. "… It's okay. Everything is fine…" He turned on the sink and splashed a little water in his face. Once he dried his face he unlocked the door and walked back to his seat.
Nowaki plopped down in his seat and quietly stared out the window.
"Hey. You sure you're okay?"
Nowaki looked back at Hiroki and gave him a small peck on the lips, "Yeah. I'm fine… Let's watch a movie."
Hiroki sighed, "Okay." He put his essays back in his brief case and got some headphones out. Nowaki pulled up the arm rest between them and then pulled Hiroki in close.
Soon when the movie started both Hiroki and Nowaki soon fell asleep, cuddling but again Nowaki soon woke up from another nightmare.