A/N. Okay, greetings everyone, this is my one-fic which is a really short one. Inspired by 'One Week' and no, this isn't a sad one. Enjoy
Home
The plane from England heading to Japan had been flying for hours now. A young, blonde male was sitting alone in a private room inside the plane. Despite his hard work in showing his wedding band purposely to the female flight attendants, they just won't stop bothering him. Giving up on his efforts, he looked beyond the window.
All he could see was white clouds. The plane was still up high and had yet to land. While still looking outside the window, he took out his wallet and flipped it open.
He took a picture from inside, and slid his wallet back to his pocket. He couldn't help but smile at the picture. After working for days and nights in England, he could finally go back to Japan to meet his loved one. He brushed his fingers on the glossy surface of the photo which showed a dark-purple haired woman smiling shyly at the camera.
Yes, he couldn't wait to meet his wife again – the loving, caring yet brutal wife. He cared for her in a lot of ways, either in a perverted way or not.
After long hours of waiting, the plane was about to land on its destination, Japan. The voice from the speakers announced that they should fasten their seatbelts because they were about to land.
The female flight attendants were arguing to personally fasten the seatbelt of the blonde male. Annoyed with their antics, he just did it on his own. The girls were disappointed, but they left to check if a passenger needed help.
When they have officially arrived, he got out from the plane and went straight to the security area. His got his passport checked, collected his suitcases, and went outside to the arrivals area where passengers waited to meet their friends and family.
After searching over almost a hundred heads, he found her, his loved one. She still didn't know that he was there, and she kept looking for him. Slowly, he went to her side and hugged her from behind. She was shocked at first, but she eventually turned around to hug him back, her dark-purple hair sweeping beautifully.
The two of them didn't need to talk, but then, she shyly pointed her finger towards her stomach. He let out a questioning expression that she expected, but when he finally realized what she meant, the two of them embraced once more.
They went home side by side. One day, when they're old, he will tell her that whenever and wherever they are, as long as he is with her, he's home.He never regretted a single second for loving and marrying her. She was the one who taught him how to love and accept others.
She was the one who gave him a chance to feel home.