Title: miss you sweets
Rating: G
Fandom: Buddy Mission Bond
Relationship: Aaron/Luke Williams
Wordcount: 580
Short summary: Aaron gets home with sweets to a Luke who misses him dearly.
“Tch.”
Aaron clicks his tongue as he weaves his way through the busy nighttime Ellington streets. The season of bright lights day and night has brought crowds of people out despite the cold, which is even more annoying when all he wants to do is go home.
He wants to drop off this bag of dirty clothes, he wants to deliver this bag of sweets made by the kids, he wants to lay down and stretch his limbs…
He wants to see his smile.
It’s only when Aaron reaches the front door of said home that he realizes that the key to it is stuffed in the pants he wore yesterday, sitting at the bottom of his duffle bag. He debates whether digging through the bag or picking the lock would be faster when the door opens.
“Aaron!”
Aaron hadn’t heard the door unlock, so he is taken by surprise when Luke barrels into him. He manages to stay on his feet despite the force said man used to embrace him.
“I’m back,” he manages to say while trying to return the embrace, a difficult task when balancing a duffle bag and a treats bag.
“Everything’s fine? Arana? The orphanage?” Luke asks as his lips brush against Aaron’s collarbones.
Aaron snorts. Is his “Doggie” sniffing him? “Yeah, yeah. I wouldn’t hide any of that stuff from you.”
He tolerates Luke’s extended affectionate greeting before nudging Luke’s right leg with his right knee. “Come on, let’s get inside already.”
Luke presses a quick kiss to Aaron’s neck before stepping back. “Oh, I’ll grab that then!” And before Aaron can say anything, Luke has taken the duffle bag and the sweets bag and has brought them inside to set next to the couch.
The next few moments pass in a whirlwind. Aaron prides himself on being fast but Luke can be just as fast when he wants and is determined to be. At least Aaron remembers to close and lock the door, because he’s not sure Luke would have remembered, not with the way Luke is pulling at him and bringing him down, eager to continue the contact between their bodies.
Aaron lets Luke do what he wants. It’s not like he does not enjoy these long, deep kisses after weeks of being apart. When Aaron finally pulls back to look down at Luke, at the flushed face and full lips, he can’t help his grin. After all, the man underneath him is the one and only…
“Hey.”
“I missed you.”
Luke is never hard to read but his heart right now is all over his face, his actions, his words. Aaron feels it all the way to his bones just how much Luke means this, just how much Luke missed him. He recalls that this time of year is always extra hard for Luke, which reminds him that…
“Your gifts… Don’t you want them? They are from the kids.”
“Huh?”
Aaron laughs as he pulls himself up further in order to grab the bag of sweets. He pulls one out, a chocolate-covered strawberry, and puts it into his mouth.
Luke pouts. “But I thought you don’t like sweets?”
But everyone who knows Luke knows that Luke does, at least somewhat. Aaron smirks. “Yeah, so take them from me.”
And if these sweets serve as a playful distraction from Luke’s seasonal depression, Aaron doesn’t mind the sugary sweetness. Besides, he missed Luke too. Even if he rarely ever says it with words…