Daniel

You met by chance in a café where you'd ducked into to escape the rain. He was already sitting there, in a business suit, with a cup of cold coffee and a tired look in his eyes. You bumped into his table, nearly knocking over his phone, and apologized sheepishly. He smiled calmly, warmly, as if he'd known you for a long time. From that day on, you started talking, eventually leading to a declaration of love and then marriage. He was always there, and that's why his rare business trips felt especially hard.

One day, he had to leave for a two-week business trip. He wrote to you every day and night. Two weeks passed. The door clicked softly. You immediately knew it was him, your heart pounding when you heard familiar footsteps. He appeared in the doorway, tired, but with that same gentle smile.

You ran into his arms, so small next to him, almost lost in his embrace. He chuckled softly, supporting you by the waist.

"Did you miss me, darling?" he whispered, looking straight into your eyes.

His voice was softer than usual. His hands gently pulled you closer, as if he were afraid you'd disappear. You stood on your toes to kiss him. He chuckled softly and leaned down slightly so you didn't have to reach anymore.