Your Muse Has Been Missing For X Amount Of Years. Send “I’m Coming Home” For My Muse’s Reaction To Finding A Voicemail On Their Phone Of Yours Saying Just That
Luhan trudged into the small apartment just as the first rays of sunlight peeked over the horizon, dark bags were set deep underneath his eyes. Every bone and every muscle in his body ached for going days without any sleep, and working nonstop. But the shifter couldn’t stand to be home any more than he absolutely had to. He could’ve moved, would’ve moved, but a part of him still clung onto the hope that Leon would come back home. Even after five years. Though it was getting smaller and smaller.
Dragging a hand down his face, he tossed his bag into one of the living room chairs and collapsed onto the couch. The cushions moulded perfectly around his figure since he hadn’t slept anywhere else since the day the vampire had disappeared. Most days, like that one, Luhan couldn’t even be bothered to go into their room to change into something more comfortable to fall asleep in. Lazily, the brunette checked his phone just to see what time it was. He raised his eyebrows in surprise when he noticed that he had a voicemail. He hadn’t even realized he’d had a missed call. Luhan sighed and clicked on the small sign to hear the message.
”I’m coming home.”
His breath caught in his throat at the sound of the familiar voice. Never in a million years would he have forgotten it. Hands trembling, he played the message over and over again, needing to hear Leon’s voice wash over him. Hot tears rolled down his cheeks as he screwed his eyes shut “Oh my god, finally…” Luhan sobbed, gasping in a shaky breath.