Things You Said When You Thought There Were Many Miles Between Us
18 days. 18 days Connor had been gone. 18 nights Jude had barely slept at all. Connor was gone on a work trip. Jude couldn't remember where or what exactly he was doing, all he knew was that his bed was too cold, too big, and too empty without Connor in it. 11:30 PM, and Jude was no closer to falling asleep than he was when he got in bed two hours ago. He couldn't stand it anymore, and he snatched his phone off his bedside table, pressing Connor's icon and choosing "Call". Connor picked up before the first ring finished.
"Hey babe! Can't sleep?" Connor cooed.
"Yeah. Why can't you just come home now?" Jude whined. "I really miss you." Jude continued beginning to sniffle.
"I'll be home soon, Jude." Connor replied.
"How soon is soon?" Jude asked.
"Sooner than you think." Connor said, sounding as if he was trying to hold back a giggle. Just at that moment, the doorbell rang. Who could be here at 11:30? Jude thought, reluctantly rolling out of bed. He padded out of the bedroom into the living room and to the front door, peaking through the peephole to see who it was. He had to hold back a scream, because Connor was the one on the other side of the door. Jude flung the door open, embracing Connor tightly.
"I finished my part of the job early so they sent me home. I wanted to surprise you." Connor said explaining himself while holding Jude tightly. Jude stifled a yawn, already feeling sleepy in Connor's arms.
"Now I can finally get some sleep." Jude said through another yawn, causing Connor to laugh.
"Me too, Jude. Me too."