Lev

I couldn't help but reminisce about the little things he did that made my heart flutter. From the way he'd tuck a strand of hair behind my ear to the way he'd hold my hand when we walked together. His touch always felt like home, and now that he was gone, I felt lost.

I knew Vessel had his reasons for leaving, but that didn't make it any easier. I missed his quiet presence, the way he'd sit beside me and just be there, not needing to say anything. He had a way of making me feel safe and loved, even without using any words.

As I took the final sip of my coffee, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation stirring within me. Vessel, my beloved partner, had been away on tour for what felt like an eternity. The long weeks of waiting and missing him had taken a toll on my heart, but finally, his return was imminent. Vessel was due to come back next week from tour, and I couldn't wait to see him.

I walked towards the bedroom, my heart beating a little faster with each step. I knew that Vessel's return was still a few days away, but the anticipation was almost too much to bear. I needed something to hold onto, something that would make me feel closer to him.

I opened the closet and my eyes fell on Vessel's hoodie, hanging on the rack. It was a little faded and worn, but it still held his scent, a mix of his cologne and the natural smell of his skin.

I reached out and took it in my hands, feeling the soft material against my skin.

The hoodie was a deep shade of blue, with a hood that was large enough to completely cover my head. I slipped it on, feeling the warmth of it enveloping me. The fabric was soft and cozy, and I felt like I was being wrapped in a cocoon of Vessel's love.

As I looked at myself in the mirror, I couldn't help but smile. The hoodie was a little big on me, but it made me feel like I was wearing a piece of Vessel, like he was right there with me.

I walked around the room, feeling the fabric brush against my skin with each step. It was like being wrapped in a warm embrace, and I felt my heart swell with love and longing for Vessel.

As I made my way back to the living room, Vessel's hoodie still draped around my shoulders, my eyes fell on my collection of vinyl records. Each one held a special place in my heart, a memory or a feeling that was brought to life through the music. I scanned the shelves, my fingers trailing over the spines of the records, until I came to the one I was searching for. TMBTE by Sleep Token.

I pulled it out of its sleeve, admiring the sleek black cover. I placed the record on the turntable and carefully lowered the needle onto the grooves, feeling a thrill of anticipation as the first notes of the opening track filled the room.

As the hauntingly beautiful melodies and powerful vocals washed over me, I closed my eyes and let myself get lost in the music. I swayed to the rhythm of the music, my body moving instinctively with each beat. The hoodie felt like a warm hug, the music like a balm for my soul. It was like Vessel was right there with me, holding me close and whispering words of love and comfort in my ear. 

Lost in the music and time, I didn't hear the sound of the door opening and closing behind me. A hand brushed gently through my hair. Startled, I turned around quickly to see who was behind me. It was Vessel. My heart leaped with confusion and excitement as I took in his familiar mask and gentle smile. "Hey," he said softly, his voice laced with tenderness. 

Feeling a little self-conscious, I looked down at the hoodie, realizing that I had been wearing it since I had taken it out of the closet earlier. I had been using it as a source of comfort in Vessel's absence, but now that he was here, I felt a little embarrassed.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to wear this for so long," I said, feeling my cheeks grow even hotter.

Vessel just smiled, reaching out to brush my rose cheeks. "Don't apologize," he said softly. "You look beautiful in it."

My heart fluttered at his words, and I felt a little more at ease. It was silly to be so self-conscious, especially around someone who loved me so much. 

"Did you finish the tour early?", I asked while reaching out for Vessel.  

Vessel's eyes met mine, and he took my hand in his, entwining our fingers.

"No, the tour finished as planned," he replied, a soft smile playing on his lips. "But I just couldn't bear to be away from you for any longer."

Vessel leaned in closer, his lips brushing gently against my cheek, sending shivers down my spine.

"I missed you so much," he whispered, his breath warm against my skin.

"I missed you too," I replied, my voice barely above a whisper. We stood there for a few moments, lost in each other's embrace, before Vessel finally pulled back and took my hand once more.