Snapshots: Photojournal
Ramble 3
Disclaimer: Don’t own nothing’ but the plot.
Warnings: Going to keep these going for my darlings….if you don’t like it, oh well.
Ramble #3
Characters: Cloud, Leon
Story world: Snapshots
Synopsis: Leon comes home from an assignment.
I let the door to my black Sunfire slam shut as I quickly move up the stairs of my apartment building—
no, our apartment building, Cloud had moved in with me less than three weeks ago. Just as the two of us seem to have gotten used to being together all the time, I had a photo shoot in Paris, which pulled me away from Cloud. I had really missed him in the week I had been gone, and the phone conversations hadn’t helped at all, not with me being in the “City of Romance” alone without my lover.
I did take several pictures of the city, not so much landmarks, but places I thought Cloud would like to have seen. I brought back clothing and other presents, one of the girls at the shoot said that would be a nice thing to do. I admit to being worried, Cloud had trouble sleeping when he first moved in, and he hadn’t had it much better when I left. He sounded okay on the phone, but Cloud works with actors, so he could have faked that. I hurry to our apartment. It’s almost three in the morning, but I don’t care about being quiet right now. I don’t know what I’ll find, will Cloud be asleep, or will he be awake?
I open the door silently, peeking in, and notice that the apartment is dark. That was an encouraging sign. I flip on a light to put my coat away, and that is when I notice.
The apartment is spotless. I’m not a messy person and neither is Cloud, but the place practically gleams. Did he paint in here? I think he just might have. The furniture has been rearranged too. What the hell?
After hanging up my coat, I pass through the kitchen, pausing a moment to stare at the counter. There’s a cake, pie and cookies sitting there, and a note… I pick it up to read it.
Leon,
There’s a plate of food wrapped up for you in the fridge.
I quirk a small smile at that. It was nice to have someone thinking of you even when you are gone. It was nice to have someone wait for you to come home. I look into the fridge to find the wrapped plate, and spot several things that have been wrapped up. What the hell is all of this?! It’ll take us a week to eat all this! I close the fridge. I need to find Cloud.
A quick search of the bedroom reveals he’s not there, so I go into the living room, and, sure enough, there he is, wrapped up in a blanket and staring at the television. He couldn’t sleep, I knew it. With a sigh I approach the couch and pull the remote from his hand.
Cloud gave a start, blinking at me with eyes that told me he really did need to sleep. “Leon! You’re home! I could have gone to pick you up—”
“I didn’t want you to because you should be sleeping.” I grab his wrist and tug him off the couch, then blink at him. “Are those my pajama pants?”
Cloud looks down at himself, then rubs his nose, an embarrassed habit of his I don‘t get to see much. I want my camera to take a picture. Too bad I packed it away.
“Yeah, they are…”
I grunt at him and pull him into the bedroom. “It’s fine.” I push him over to the bed, and turn to get myself ready to sleep. When I peek at him to make sure he’s getting into bed, he’s giving me this soft smile that makes my heart skip. “Cloud?”
“I’m glad you’re home.” he murmurs as he climbs into bed. Then he yawns and waits for me to finish getting ready so I can join him. I turn away and smile.
I was glad to be home too.
Author’s Nonsense
:Okay, seems I was wrong. I guess I won’t be stopping after all. Not because I was threatened (I actually wasn’t) but because of several concerned sweeties who are now my precious darlings. You know who you all are. And if you don’t, well…. Hehe.