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"Hey, man, what's up?" The line was silent for a moment "Hey, is y/n okay?" Jack asked in a whisper, "Yeah?" Lando replied, voice rising slightly. "Why wouldn't she be?" Lando rubbed his face in confusion "She has a headache, doesn't she?" Lando froze.

In the next room, you were curled up under the covers, the curtains drawn, one of his hoodies pulled over your head. Just twenty minutes earlier, you'd mumbled something about your head pounding and asked him to bring you water and two Advil

"How did you know" Lando asked, phone pressed to his ear, brows furrowed "Dude I was in the kitchen with Luke and my temples started throbbing out of nowhere and I thought, 'Shit, Y/n has a migraine again.' I just wanted to check."

Lando sat there confused. "Lando?" Jack questioned on the other side of the phone "Yeah she does, that's weird as hell man" Jack laughed. "Twin powers. Get used to it."

He hung up before Lando could respond. Lando sat there for a minute processing what just happened. "I swear to God, they're communicating via Bluetooth or something." He muttered to himself 

2.Pizza Cravings

Jack was visiting you and Lando in Monaco since he was out of the playoffs and Lando still had to race so Jack decided to come here. You were sat in Landos' streaming room on the beanbag he had placed in there for you while Jack was out on the balcony talking on the phone with Luke and Lando sat at his gaming set up live on stream

"Lowkey I kinda want (Your favorite) Pizza right now" You thought out loud to nobody in particular, an ad for a pizza place came up on tiktok and now it was all you could think about it wasn't a want anymore it was a need

"We can get it for dinner if you want bub" Lando cooed glancing over his shoulder at you before turning back to his PC, his eyes moving to the chat who was now calling him a softie and a simp

You heard the balcony door open and close, now hearing Jacks' footsteps moving closer to the room you were in, Jack opened the door like he owned the place "Hey" Jack walked in not even looking at Lando or the multiple cameras capturing his entrance. "Are you craving pizza?" Jack asked Lando dropped his hands from his keyboard and turned to face you with his mouth wide opened

"Did you hear her at all?" Lando asked, still in shock, "No? I was on the phone to Luke and suddenly I got a taste of pizza in my mouth." Jack said like it was a normal thing. "Nahh chat send help" Lando said now facing his computer screens you and Jack both were crackling. "You're just mad you're not on the Hughes Twin Frequency." You sass 

"I don't want to be on the frequency," Lando said dramatically. "I want to unsubscribe. Where's the opt-out button?" 

3.Twin telepathy

Lando was sitting at the table on his phone while you and Jack rummage through the cabinets like gremlins in a hunt for snacks. "You ate my beef jerky." you say as you push him out of the way. "No, Lukey did. He was down here eating last night when I came down for water." 

"I swear you two are constantly eating each other's food." Lando tells you two, setting his phone down and going to take a sip of his water. "We are not. It's actually usually Lukey." You both answer in unison.

Lando freezes, setting his cup back down on the table. "Okay... That was freaky." You and Jack finally turn to look at him, mirroring each other's expression, eyebrows raised and a faint smirk. Lando pushes his chair back, scraping it against the floor as he stands up. "Stop it." "What? We always do this." You both speak at the same time again. "That's enough." He tells you, looking terrified. "Do it again and I'm calling an exorcist."

The both of you laugh as Lando runs out of the kitchen. "Good luck with that! The last one didn't do anything!" the both of you look at eachother, silently agreeing to follow him.

You walk into the living room and find Lando hiding behind Quinn. "Make them stop." Quinn laughs as Lando peeks around him. "If you think that was bad, wait until they are actually arguing about something." 

4. The dream 

You woke up gasping for air, the nightmare you just had felt so real. You were laying next too Lando at the lake house, you gently shook him awake "Babe" You barely whispered "Hey, hey whats wrong" Lando asked now fully awake see you with sweat dripping down your forehead and your body shaking 

You didn't have time to explain your dream when Jack ran into the your room, looking exactly like you with sweat running down his face, body shaking and fear in his eyes. Jack squeezed between you and Lando like it was the most normal thing in the world. "What the actual hell" Lando muttered blinking rapidly as Jack made himself comfortable and pulled the covers up like he belonged there. 

Jack wrapped an arm around your shoulder and whispered, "I had the worst dream. Something was chasing you, and I couldn’t get to you in time." Your eyes widened. "That’s what happened in mine."

Lando sat up, speechless. You and Jack exchanged a glance and nodded, silently agreeing not to elaborate. Jack didn’t move. He curled up beside you and pulled your hand into his, like he used to when you both were kids and the nightmares felt too real.  

"Okay um Jack this is our bed" Lando said gesturing between you and himself "You know, mine and Y/ns'? Romantic couple bed?"

Jack didn’t move. He just curled in closer, pulling your hand into his and lacing your fingers together like he had a hundred times before, back when you were kids and night terrors were a regular thing. "I’m not taking up that much space,"  Jack mumbled.

Lando gaped. "You are literally taking up half the mattress. I can feel your knee touching my back." Jack didn’t answer. His breathing was slowing, his panic melting away now that he was next to you.

Lando groaned and flopped back onto the mattress, muttering to himself. "This is fine. Totally normal. Yep. Just me, my girlfriend, and her human twin shadow demon all snuggled up in one bed. No big deal"  "I’m right here, you know," Jack said, eyes closed.

You reached out and grabbed Lando’s hand, intertwining it with your free one across your chest. "You’re fine. You’re not even on the edge." "I am emotionally on the edge," Lando grumbled. "Next time you two have a freaky twin dream, I’m locking the door." 

Bonus- The twin witnesses 

Lando had told the small group which consists of Max, Oscar, Carlos and Alex what he has been though with the twin problems he has dealt with. None of them believed Lando as they have never seen it. They knew you had a twin, but they have never met Jack before until today. 

The playoffs ended early for the devils which lead to Luke and Jack both deciding to come and bother their sister while she was at work and watch the Grand Prix.  

Lando was sitting outside the Mclaren hospitality unit with the group when Jack and Luke showed up "Max, Oscar, Carlos, Alex, this is Luke Y/n younger brother and this is Jack Y/ns' twin" Lando said standing up to introduce everyone 

Jack grinned, throwing a casual wave. "Hey." "Hey," they all chorused, giving polite nods and shaking hands as Jack and Luke joined the circle. Oscar gave Jack a curious glance. "So you’re the twin." Jack chuckled, clearly used to the label. "Guilty." "I’ve heard… a lot," Max said, lips twitching into a smirk as he looked between Jack and Lando.

"Yeah," Jack said, throwing Lando a look. "He talks about me like I’m Voldemort or something." which earnt a laugh from the group, they all fell into a chilled conversation until Luke got the smart idea "So I'm guessing you have all heard about the weird twin shit" A few heads nodded. Carlos gave a skeptical hum. "Lando’s told us. Sounds... exaggerated."

Luke grinned. "Cool. Watch this." Before anyone could ask, Luke casually swung and smacked Jack’s upper left arm with the back of his hand not hard, but enough to make a sound and jolt Jack slightly. "Ow, dude!" Jack muttered, shaking his head.

But no one was looking at him the groups eyes were on y/n as she was talking to another comms member when suddenly she let out an "ow" rubbing her left arm in the exact same place Luke had just hit Jack. Oscar looked like he’d seen a ghost. 

Carlos slowly turned to Lando, mouth slightly open. Max blinked once, then twice, trying to process it. Alex straight-up leaned back like he'd just witnessed a murder. Lando calmly sipped his water. "Told you."  Max leaned forward. "What the actual hell."

"There’s no way. That what?"Oscar muttered with his mouth open. Alex whispered to Lando like it was a horror movie plot. "How do you sleep at night?" "With one eye open," Lando replied seriously. "And a backup plan to escape." 

Before anyone could say more, you finished your conversation and wandered over to the group. You plopped down next to Lando with a soft smile, completely oblivious to the chaos that had just happened in your wake.

"Hey, what’s going on?" you asked, glancing around at the stunned faces. Before anyone could respond  "ACHOO!" You and Jack sneezed.

At. The. Same. Time.

In perfect sync. Same pitch. Same volume. Same slight head tilt. The entire group physically recoiled. "nope" Alex said immediately, standing up and walking away with his hands in the air. "I’m done. I’m done. You’re possessed. Both of you." Oscar looked between you and Jack like he was watching The Shining play out in real life. "That’s not human. That’s not normal." 

You and Jack both laughed perfectly in synced which made the group look at you like you both have two heads "Welcome to my life" Lando muttereted "Bro you think this is bad once mom asked me to wake them up and they were sleeping in the exact same position" Luke said grabbing his phone out to show the off the photo he took of them   

The silence was deafening. Carlos crossed himself. "I need to go to church." Oscar looked pale. "I need therapy." Max muttered, "I need tequila." Lando clapped Jack on the shoulder. "See? I wasn’t exaggerating." Jack just smirked. "Oh, this? This is nothing." 

You and Jack exchanged a look, then simultaneously raised one eyebrow. Max physically recoiled again.

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y/nhughes hughes style summer with my absolute favs (minus jack)

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colefaufield Love you baby! So excited for you to move in with me!

y/nhughes I love you too! I'm beyond excited!!!

jackhughes MINUS JACK?! wow i see how it is, we can share a womb and you still hate me.

y/nhughes shhhh yk I love you.

lukehughes more than me?

y/nhughes no moosey you know your my fav

trevorzegras I still can't believe jack is cool with you and Cole

colecaufield oh he's not, he was whining the whole time last night while you were past out in the bush.

y/nhughes "Why do you have to be all lovey dovey with MY SISTER" and then runs off like a child stomping his feet.

trevorzegras thats accurate.

quinnhughes FAV SIBLING

y/nhughes O M G QUINNER WITH THE ENERGY?!?!?

lukehughes FAV SIBLING?!

quinnhughes yes.

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colecaufield it's official we moved in together

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jackhughes WHY IS MY SISTER HALF NAKED INFRONT OF YOU?!?

colecaufield cause she's my girlfriend? and can be?

jackhughes no i don't like it.

lukehughes me either.

quinnhughes I like you cole. But I don't like it either.

y/nhughes WE. DO. NOT. CARE.

y/nhughes I love you <33

colecaufield I love you too <3

You were in a black dress with heels on while Jack was in a black button-down shirt and nice dress pants. Your theme was black attire to celebrate the death of being 23. Jack had chosen last year's theme, so it was only fair for you to choose this year's. Every year, the tradition was that you would have two cakes each, one being your main cake and the other one being a small smash cake for you to hit each other with. 

"Thank you, everyone, for coming", you said into the microphone, having a couple of shots in you, you were confused about how you got it. "Thank you, also to my wombmate, here's to being 24" You clinked your shot glass with Jack’s, letting the liquid roll down your throat. You watched Quinn light both cake candles. Once everyone sang Happy Birthday, you thought of your wish before blowing out your candles. 

"Here's to being 24", you heard Jack scream before your vision went blurry. You gasped, stunned, while laughter echoed around you. Feeling cake all over your face. Lando quickly gave you a napkin letting you wipe off the frosting that was now in your eyes, you picked up the other cake and pressed into Jack face dragging it up into his curls for good measure. The crowd went wild. Cameras flashed. Max Fewtrell chanted "Fight! Fight!" as Quinn and Luke tried not to slip on the frosting-covered floor.

You and Jack stood together, faces a mess, arms around each other for your annual birthday cake Polaroid. Lando snapped it, then one with you kissing his cheek, leaving behind a trail of frosting and lipstick.

The night spiraled quickly after that.

The drinks didn’t stop coming. Neither did the dancing. Pierre taught Jack how to two-step. Alex and Lily started a Conga line. You found yourself slow dancing with Lando to a remix of Mr. Brightside while Charles DJed for ten chaotic minutes and Oscar was celebrating more than he did after his first win

It was loud and messy and perfect.

You wake up to hell. You tried to sit up but your body felt like it had been run over and then reversed on by a semi truck. You opened your eyes to see you were laying in Landos bed and Jack was laying on the floor using on of Landos duffle bags as a pillow like it’s the most normal thing in the world. You tried to remember back to last night but when you did nausea hit you like a truck 

You sprint to the bathroom that was connected to your shared room, collapsing in front of the toilet as your stomach launches a protest.  You hear a bucket scrape across the floor, and then sounds of Jack hurling into a plastic bucket like the two of you are synchronized swimmers in a truly cursed Olympics. 

Lando appears in the doorway, bleary-eyed, shirtless, and holding a bottle of water. He takes one look at the scene, you over the toilet, Jack over a plastic bucket near the bed, and pinches the bridge of his nose.

"I know you guys are twins, but this is freaky." You can barely lift your head, but you manage to flip him off with one trembling hand. Lando place the water next to you before grabbing a hold of your hair and putting into a lose bun 

You slowly made your way to the bed, belly flopping on it, soon another body sunk down on the mattress next to you, you looked up to see Jack, messy hair, bags underneath his eyes. You let out a groan rubbing your hands on your face 

"I'm never drinking again" you let out "amen to that" Jack echoes you weakly. You both lie there in silence for a moment, letting the room spin in peace. Then, from somewhere in the apartment you heard a loud crash "What the hell was that?" you mumble.

"Luke," Jack says simply.

Lando pops his head back in the room. "He’s fine," he assures you. "He’s wearing my race helmet and sword-fighting a baguette." "What?" you and Jack say at the same time. "He found a baguette in the fridge and is now defending the living room like it’s his kingdom," Lando explains, far too casually. You bury your face in the pillow. "This is my nightmare."

After an hour of you and Jack laying on the bed in the same position not moving a muscle except to occasionally groan in unison, the pounding in your head subsides just enough for movement to become a possibility. Jack rolls off the bed like a body being dropped from a stretcher. You both made your way out into the living room. Jack stumbles into the wall twice, and you have to physically stop him from walking into a plant.

As you walked into the living room you see Luke laying on the floor of the living room with one of Landos F1 helmets on with the visor down, cuddling up with a random baguette. Not a pillow. Not a blanket. A baguette. "That baguette’s seen things," Jack mumbles. You rub your eyes. "Is that the same one from the charcuterie board last night?"

"I think so. And I think he named it." "Benny," Luke mumbles without moving.

When you make your way further into the living room, you see Quinn in the kitchen making food and Lando rearranging the couch to have a movie day. "Look who it is, thing 1 and thing 2, back from the dead." Quinn called out. He looks way too happy for someone who was doing shots with George Russell five hours ago. He’s plating scrambled eggs and avocado toast like he’s on MasterChef. He slides two plates toward you and Jack. "Eat this or perish. No in-between." 

"Don’t threaten me with a good time," you rasp, sitting and the kitchen island scoffing down the food, once it was gone, you just walk over, flop into the cushions, and dramatically collapse against Landos chest. He doesn’t even flinch. He catches you with a soft "oof" and immediately wraps both arms around you, tucking your head under his chin.

"Hi," he murmurs against your hair. "You’re the love of my life," you mumble into his shirt. Jack walks past holding his plate, looks at you snuggled into Lando, and snorts. "We get it. You have a boyfriend." You shoot him a lazy middle finger.

You felt your phone buzz in your pocket, you quickly pulled it out to see the contact 'Momma ❤️'  You squinted and passed it to Lando, who took it with a raised eyebrow and a soft smirk. "What’d the Queen say?" you murmured, your voice raspy from the absolute war your throat had survived.

Lando cleared his throat dramatically and read the message in his best 'mom voice' "Hey bug just checking in to see how all of you are doing? And I hope you two were on your best behaviors! Can't wait to see the cake smash photo. Call me when you're up for it," Lando read out, you and Jack let out a synced groan 

"Just heart the message and reply with barely alive, all safe and decisions past 9 pm weren't the best" you say before hiding your head back in Landos chest, Lando types it out, chuckling under his breath. "You sure you don’t want me to add that Luke’s currently spooning a baguette in a race helmet?"

"No," Jack grunts from the other side of the couch, "That would just raise more questions." you nodded along before opening up disney+ on the tv  You all opted to put on the movie cars and try and recover from last nights choices.

Back in 2019, when you attended Umich, you told yourself not to get involved with any guys and just focus on your degree, and at first, it was going well until Thomas Bordeleau came along in 2020. 

To help get experience, you ran the Umich hockey team's social media, and that's when one thing led to another, and you found yourself sneaking into his hotel and or dorm room more times than you would like to admit 

It was just hook-ups, no strings attached. When Luke joined Umich in 2021, you decided to put a stop to hooking up with Bords because you knew the drama that would come with hooking up with your little brother's teammate. But soon you fell back into your old ways.  

Soon, Bords left for the NHL, and you got a job at McLaren and fell in love with Lando. You hadn't talked or seen him since, and honestly, he left your mind he was like a faded memory. 

Present day 

When Luke brought up the idea of you shooting content for the Team 100 reunion you didn't think much about it, you missed most of the guys they were your best friends. 

"Y/n make sure you get my good side" Luke muttered from the back seat as Lando parked the car "Thats going to be hard when you don't have one" you joked grabbing your camera out and your lanyard placing it around your neck. 

You grabbed Landos hand and made your way into the arena "Fuck its cold" Lando joked when he opened the door to yost, "Yeah babe its an ice hockey arena not monaco" you smiled placing a kiss to Landos cheek 

"Y/n" You heard Ethan call out  running towards you, you were close to the 21-22 freshman because of Luke, you helped most of them with their washing, homework and sometimes with their girl problems "Eddy" you called out opening your arms for him, ethan pulled you into a tight hug  

"Oh my god y/n is that a boy" Nolan and Nick said as the rest of the group walked over, your eyes met with Bords and suddenly all the memories came flooding back "Ye- yeah this Lando, his is a F1 driver but he has been my boyfriend for the past two years" You muttered Lando bringing you to his side 

You weren’t prepared for him.

Thomas Bordeleau stood there in his puffer jacket and Team 100 hoodie like it hadn’t been years since you last saw him, like he hadn’t once grinned and said “you up?” at 1 a.m. like it was the most casual thing in the world. His hair was a little shorter now, jawline sharper but that same smug twinkle lived in his eyes.

“Hey,” Bords said, smiling like no time had passed. “Still the prettiest camera girl in the rink.”

Your stomach dropped. You laughed too loudly face heating up instantly as your brain short-circuited. “Oh my god,” you muttered under your breath, eyes darting away like they might find a fire escape. Play it cool, play it cool, you chanted internally. But your face was already on fire, and it did not go unnoticed.

Lando’s head turned slowly toward you, his hand still on your waist. “Camera girl?” he repeated, a dry edge to his voice. You elbowed him gently, trying to play it off. “It’s just a nickname from forever ago.”

Bords’s grin widened. “Not that long ago.” Lando’s grip tightened, just slightly. You could practically feel his jealousy buzzing like static.

“So,” Bords continued, eyes flicking between you and Lando, “what’s it like dating a race car driver? That’s a little different from college hockey boys.” You fumbled with your lanyard, blinking way too fast. “Uh yeah, it’s fast-paced,” you mumbled.

Lando tilted his head toward Bords, one brow raised. “And what do you do now?” he asked, tone light but his jaw ticked slightly.

“Play for San jose sharks,” Bords said casually. “So, still skating around. Just with bigger paychecks.”

You forced a smile, trying to break the tension. “You can take the boy out of Yost, but ” “But you can’t take the cockiness out of him,” Nolan finished with a laugh. Lando gave a small, forced chuckle. “Yeah, seems like it.”

The group slowly drifted toward the locker room, but Bords lingered, leaning a little too close as you fumbled with your camera settings. “You still blush the same,” he said under his breath.

You froze. Lando clearly heard it too.

Your brain short-circuited again. “I it’s just cold,” you stammered, cheeks now glowing redder than a stoplight. Lando stepped between you and Bords so smoothly you almost missed it. “Hey babe, didn’t you say you needed help with your lens?” he asked, picking up your camera without waiting for a reply.

You nodded dumbly. “Uh, yeah, it’s uh, weird lighting.”  Bords raised his hands in mock surrender. “All good. I’m sure you’re in good hands.” He winked and strolled off toward the others.

The moment he was out of earshot, Lando turned to you, unimpressed. “Camera girl?” he repeated. You groaned, burying your face in his chest. “Don’t.”

“You blushed.” Lando groaned  “I panicked! He caught me off guard!” you let out  “Oh, he caught you, alright,” Lando muttered, glancing in Bords’s direction. You poked his ribs. “You’re jealous.”

Lando looked down at you, eyes narrowed in mock offense. “Of a guy who called you camera girl and said you still blush the same? Absolutely I’m jealous.” You pouted. “It meant nothing. He’s just Bords.” Lando raised a brow. “Just Bords?”

“Y/N!” she shrieked, squeezing you so tight you could barely breathe. "god i misses you so much"

“I missed you too ,” you said breathlessly, laughing as you hugged her back.

The car ride to the lake house was filled with nonstop chatter, catching up on everything you had missed.

“Oh my God, I met the hottest man while I was in Australia,” you gushed, still thinking about how dreamy he had been. “He was just… ahh.”

She smirked, shaking her head. “I need details later. But first, let’s make your family cry.”

As soon as you arrived, you left your luggage in the car, making a mental note to grab it later. Your best friend had already put the next phase of the plan into motion—texting your mom, telling her she missed you and wanted to come over. In reality, she was setting up the perfect moment to record everyone’s reaction.

She walked inside, greeted everyone with a hug, and casually took a seat on the couch, pulling out her phone  she sent you a quick text Now and quickly switching to the camera app to record.

Taking a deep breath, you walked toward the door, heart pounding in anticipation.

You pushed it open gently, stepping inside. “so who is winning? Also where was my invite?”

For a moment, there was silence—stunned, disbelieving silence.

Then all hell broke loose.

Your mom gasped so loudly you thought she might pass out, and before you could blink, she was rushing toward you, arms wide open, tears streaming down her face. “Oh my baby—my baby’s home!” she sobbed, hugging you so tightly it felt like she’d never let go.

Jack let out an actual scream—high-pitched, borderline embarrassing—and launched himself at you, nearly knocking you over. “NO WAY! NO WAY! Y/N! YOU’RE HERE! YOU’RE REALLY HERE!” His voice cracked mid-sentence as he clung to you like a koala.

Luke was right behind him, eyes already red and watery. “I missed you so much,” he choked out, wrapping his arms around you and burying his face in your shoulder.

You felt another set of arms around you—Quinn. He didn’t say much, just a whispered, “I really missed you,” but the way his voice wavered told you everything you needed to know.

Your dad was wiping his eyes, trying (and failing) to keep it together. “This is the best surprise ever,” he said, pulling you into a tight hug.

Jack sniffled dramatically, rubbing his eyes with the sleeve of his hoodie. “I don’t care if it makes me look weak—I’M CRYING,” he announced.

Luke nodded furiously, wiping his own tears. “Same.”

Quinn, still hugging you, just sighed. “Yeah… me too.” 

Your best friend cackled from the couch, still recording. “I’m so glad I got all of this on video.”

Jack groaned. “This is so embarrassing.”

Jack wiped his face aggressively with his sleeve. “Whatever. I’m just happy you’re home.”

Luke sniffled, still clinging to you like a lost puppy. “You’re not allowed to leave again.”

Quinn, who had finally let go, gave you a soft smile. “Agreed.”

Your mom cupped your face, eyes still shining with happy tears. “You have no idea how much we’ve missed you.”

You leaned into her touch, sighing contentedly. “I missed you all more than words can say.”

Before you could say anything else, Jack suddenly gasped. “WAIT. YOU HAVE TO SIT NEXT TO ME FOR GAME NIGHT.”

Luke pouted. “Uh, no? She’s sitting next to me.”

“Guys,” Quinn interrupted, raising an eyebrow. “She just got here. Let her breathe.”

Your dad chuckled. “Or at least let her eat first.”

But before you could even think about food, Jack grabbed your hand, dragging you toward the couch. “Nope, nope, game night first. You’ve missed too many already!”

Luke plopped down on your other side, still holding onto your arm like a security blanket. “You’re not moving from this spot, Y/N.”

Quinn shook his head but didn’t argue as he sat across from you, smiling softly. “It really is good to have you home.”

Your mom brought over snacks, still occasionally wiping her eyes. Your dad gave your shoulder a squeeze before settling in next to your mom. Your best friend, having successfully recorded every teary-eyed reaction, put her phone down with a satisfied grin and leaned against you.

And as you sat there, sandwiched between your brothers, hearing their laughter, feeling their warmth, you realized this—this was home.

Jack suddenly squeezed your hand. “Promise you won’t leave for that long again?”

You squeezed back, looking around at your family, at the pure love radiating from each of them.

“I promise.”