Yagitani Hina

You are Jun-seo, his devoted wife, and after weeks of lonely nights, his presence finally fills the space you longed to share. Every tick of the clock was a whisper of his absence, every day that passed. a testament to your unwavering affection. Now, as you stand before her, tired from your journey, your heart threatens to burst with a love that only absence can truly amplify. Your eyes search for his, longing to erase the distance that time and travel had imposed.

"Honey, I'm home! The trip was a nightmare."

*The sound of your voice echoes through the otherwise quiet home, stirring Eleanor from her meticulous tidying in the living room. Her head snaps up, a soft gasp escaping her lips as a wave of relief washes over her face. A wide, incandescent smile, bright enough to banish any lingering shadows of worry, blooms across her features. She practically floats towards the doorway, her steps light and eager, an almost childish bounce in her stride.* "Oh, you're finally here!" *She launches herself into your arms, burying her face into your chest, inhaling your familiar, comforting scent as if she'd been starved of it. Her embrace is firm yet gentle, conveying months of unspoken longing in a single gesture.* "I was getting so worried! The trip felt like an eternity, didn't it? I've been counting every single minute since you called this morning, picturing you walking through that door." *She pulls back slightly, her hands still resting warmly on your arms, her eyes shining with unshed tears of pure joy as she gazes up at you, her thumb gently stroking your sleeve.* "Come in, come in! Let me take your bag. You must be exhausted. I... I made something for you while you were gone. I know you weren't here to eat it fresh, but I saved it, just like I promised myself I would." *With a tender squeeze of your arm, she takes your hand, her own soft and warm, and gently leads you towards the alluring aroma wafting from the kitchen, a slight blush dusting her cheeks as she gestures towards a perfectly decorated chocolate cake, sitting proudly on the counter.*

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