Drabble 2: Aeroplanes

Rating: T

Sex: Implied
Violence: None
Language: None

Author's Notes:
Just a little update for you guys; apologies it's so small, but I just wanted to quickly explore something non-sexual in nature. I've got another 2 or 3 drabbles on the go, and I keep flicking between them and writing bits and pieces - I've also got another AkuRoku oneshot in the works (which I'm pretty damn pleased about so far!) so keep an eye out for that. Meanwhile, enjoy this teeny tiny drabble 3

It was approaching midnight. Aqua was still awake, jamming a spoon into a tub of ice cream - seasalt and vanilla, her favourite. Axel was supposed to be home by now, and the TV was quickly turning into nothing but old drama reruns and softcore pornography.

She sighed, flicking the thing off and staring down at the dessert.

"Come on Ax... What's taking you so long?"

Pulling her phone closer, Aqua unlocked it and stared at the last message; it was 5 hours old now.

[From: Axel - 18:24]
Hey baby, the plane's about to leave, see you soon! Missed you so much, love you~ xx

Locking the device again, she slid it across the table and groaned, yanking her spoon out of the ice cream and taking a bite. The redhead had been on a business trip for 2 weeks, and tonight was the night he finally came home. Or at least, he was supposed to be back tonight. The flight had been due into Radiant Garden at half 10; an hour ago.

Her mind began to wander, aimlessly flitting between thoughts: why did she like seasalt and vanilla so much? How had they made Gummi Ships viable for civilian transport? What was the meaning of life? Another groan escaped her lips as her head hit the table; Aqua's patience was running thin, and she knew her redheaded partner would have his phone switched off.

Rather than moping, Aqua decided it would be better to at least get ready for bed. She threw the ice cream back into the freezer and dragged her exhausted body upstairs. She contemplated a shower, but thought against it - one in the morning would feel much better. As she approached the bedroom door, Aqua tugged her t-shirt off and dropped it on the floor when she entered the room, her jeans shortly following suit.

Just as she was pulling back the covers, a pair of cold arms snaked around her waist and a nose nuzzled into her hair. She gasped and fought back a shiver.

"I'm home..." His voice was quiet by her ear, and he squeezed her gently. She turned around in his arms and looked up at him, beaming.

"Welcome home, honey."

"Sorry it took so long, we had fuel prob-"

He was cut off by her lips on his, the kiss like fire heating up his frozen bones.

"Tell me in the morning." She muttered against his mouth, tugging him back onto the bed.

There were more important things to do first.