Summary: Inuyasha has been gone for a while and is absolutely exhausted when he returns. Luckily, his wife is there to take care of him.

Word count: 884

Another prompt that someone asked to me write on Tumblr! Expect a third one soon (:

Kagome walked back into the house with a heavy sigh. Today had been long and exhausting. It didn't help either that Inuyasha had been gone for a week, and that she missed him terribly. In the last year since she had come back, she had gotten used to the fact that he would sometimes leave with Miroku, and she herself had decided that she wouldn't come with them until her training was complete, which would probably still take a little more time.

She could have, technically, as her powers were more than strong enough, but she knew that it would only worry Inuyasha and so, with a roll of the eyes, she had accepted to wait. There were moments when she got itchy with the want to leave, to travel, though, and she could tell Sango was going through the same things. Miroku worried far less than Inuyasha, but even he was very protective of his recently pregnant wife.

She had made a lot of progress, since she had gotten back here, though, and so she was surprised when, stepping into the room she shared with the half-demon, she saw him laying on the bed, his arm against his eyes, probably trying to shield his eyes from the declining light. Blinking, she searched for his aura, as she should definitely have felt it. When actively looking for it, she finally found it, but it was surprisingly weak. It was not the new moon though, because she would never have let Inuyasha leave the village right before — her husband didn't have a monopoly on protectiveness.

So… Oh, poor him.

She knelt down beside him, and he grunted when he felt her weight next to him. In his daze, he had vaguely smelled her walking in the house, but the entire place carried her scent, which he still found unbelievably soothing, so he wasn't even entirely sure.

"My poor Inuyasha," Kagome sighed, carefully maneuvering his head so it rested on her lap and starting to softly massage his ears, "did you have a long journey?"

Inuyasha was in heaven. His eyes were closed, and he had completely abandoned himself in her expert hands.

"Demon was strong," he answered in a low mumble. "And then, Miroku decided he had a bad foreboding about home and we ran for two days when I had just done all the work. And I carried him on my back during the night."

"Oh," Kagome blinked, surprised. "It's true that the twins got ill. Kaede and I spent a lot of time taking care of them and Sango was really worried."

"Great," Inuyasha grunted. "That means that now, we'll have to do that whenever he has that feeling."

Kagome chuckled at her husband's obvious annoyance.

"Well, at least it looks like he was right. How about I go fix you dinner and then you can sleep? You must be hungry."

"Don't go," Inuyasha groaned. "Just stay there."

Kagome giggled again. It was rare for Inuyasha to express what he wanted. Sadly, as much as she would have liked to indulge him, her instincts reminded her that he needed to eat. If him and Miroku had run for the past two days, he no doubt was getting low on energy, even though maybe his demonic part didn't let him realize completely.

"I really have to move, Inuyasha. I'll make it quick, but trust me, you need to eat."

Inuyasha's eyes opened, and Kagome was surprised by how awake his golden stare seemed. Her surprise was used against her, as next thing she knew, Inuyasha had made her fall onto the futon, and was crushing her under his weight. His nose nuzzled her neck, and she shivered when he nibbled at her skin.

"Missed you. Don't go."

Oh, God, they weren't going to get anything done like that.

"Inuyasha."

Another grunt, followed by a deep breath, and she guessed he was inhaling her scent as his body relaxed a little against hers.

"Inuyasha."

"Fine, fine," he mumbled, lifting himself up on his elbows.

Her hands moved to his face and she gently caressed his cheeks as they stared at each other.

"I missed you too," Kagome whispered. Inuyasha grunted again, moving closer, to the point his nose touched her cheek, and as always, Kagome was vaguely surprised to find it cold. His lips found hers, and she responded tenderly to his slow kiss. His tongue moved against hers, and he sighed in contentment. Kagome wrapped her arms around him, and she felt him practically melt against hers.

Which meant…

"Don't fall asleep on me," she protested.

Inuyasha growled, but even that sounded half-asleep. Pushing him a little, she managed to get him off of her, and he rolled to the side.

"Come on," she said, grabbing his hand. "If you don't come with me, you'll sleep and you won't eat before tomorrow. Get up, Inuyasha."

"Ugh. You're such a…"

"…a wonderful wife, yes, I know. Let's go, Inuyasha."

With a sigh and a little help of her, he got up, unconsciously stepping closer to her than he usually did so he could smell her better. Kagome noticed, and smiled, but didn't say a word. She herself found herself leaning against him while she prepared dinner.

Yes indeed, they had missed each other.