Ill be home for christmas w/ sobieski!!!
A/n: Soft boi....man he deserves all the love and I’ll never be over to what happened to him.
"I promise beautiful, I’ll be home for Christmas...” Sighing, he never liked it when you got upset with him.He could never blame you for how worried you were. He already missed Thanksgiving, not to mention the twin’s birthday the only thing he knew was that he was going to be home for Christmas. He wanted to give you the real reason why he wasn’t home sooner but he was quickly shot down by Decker.
‘Are you an idiot? Are you seriously going to tell your wife that you were nearly killed?”
Snorting, he ran his finger over the scar that was now across his cheek. One of the few scars that he was not proud of. His healing factor took a while to kick in, not to mention that the Doctors did their best to attach his skin back on his face. He was one of the lucky ones...the only one that made it out alive. Something that he was going to have to live with. And while he hated lying to you, telling you that he had another tour was better than letting you and his young kids know that he was laying in a hospital bed trying to walk again.
Rubbing the back on his neck Sobieski drummed his fingers on his knee waiting for his flight to get called. He should arrive late on Christmas Eve,perfect timing....maybe he’ll even get to have some fun time with you. Hearing his flight being called,he quickly jumped to his feet practically running to the gate.
Oh, he really couldn’t wait to see you and the twins.
Cold...you were freezing.The fire place may haven been going and while the twins were sleeping soundly on the couch you still felt cold. The house was different when John was gone. You missed the warmth he gave off, his smile or the jokes he made...you just missed him and you knew the twins missed him just as much. Sighing you curled into the cook, your gaze lingering on the Christmas Tree. “You should be here for this.”
Closing your eyes you could feel your eyes getting heavy, it was hard to stay awake.Just as you were about to fall asleep, you quickly sat up once you heard a knocking on the door. “Asshole..who the fuck.” Gritting your teeth you had to make sure to stay quiet when you passed your twins that were sleeping on the large couch. Walking towards the door you peered out the peephole, noticing the the person was hiding your head you could feel irritation grow. Not thinking you opened the door,a scowl forming on your face. “Hey asshole! do you mind?! It’s 12 in the morning and my kids are trying to sleep....plus Christmas is-”
“Whoa babe! you don’t gotta bite my head off. Just thought I might surprise you is all.”
Standing in front of you, was your husband. John Sobieski, giving you that smile you loved so much. Though the Santa suit and the jagged scar across his cheek was new. Blinking back your years you stepped closer to him before you embraced him. Your arms wrapping tightly around his neck afraid that this might be some dream. “You...you’re home.”
Chuckling, John sighed as he nuzzled his nose into your neck. He missed the way you smelt. “And well...I’ll be home for good.” Giving you a smile Sobieski grasped your chin as he gave you a small kiss. Once he broke it he wrapped his arms around your waist slipping into the more. Kicking the door shut it only took a moment for him to lock it as he looked around.”Where are the rugrats?”
All he had to do was to mention the word Rugrats and the twins came running out from the living room both of them shouting ‘daddy!’
Laughing, John easily lifted the twins off as he gave them both a kiss to the head.
“Didn’t I promise you that I was gonna be home just in time for Christmas?” Glancing at the clock he sighed. “Now lets get you both off to bed and we can open some presents alright.” Seeing them yawn ,the two didn’t put up much of a fight as they curled into his arms.
Smiling, you followed you husband up the stairs then two their room. Once they were settled in you made your way back to your own room. Sobieski letting his arm wrap around your waist. “Hmm I missed you y/n.”
“I missed you too John...you...have a new scar.”
Tensing for a moment, Sobieski sighed as he gave you a weak smile. “Can we talk about it after Christmas?”
Eyeing him, you nodded your head as you gave the corner of his lips then you tugged him into the bedroom. “Of course, I’m just happy you’re home.” Pulling him to the bed curling into his large frame. “Merry Christmas John.”
Chuckling, Sobieski let his arms tug you closer to his chest, his arms running down your back. While he was happy that his boots were gone the Shifter made a mental note to take off this suit once you fell asleep. “Merry Christmas too beautiful.”