Tiffany POV

The blaring sound of my alarm clock awoke me with a start, effectively flinging Bruiser off of my chest as I shot up. He hissed at me and I mumbled an apology, running my hand from his head to his back. Then as it finally dawned upon me why I had even set an alarm, I couldn’t help but smile as I shut it off. She was coming home today.

I swung my feet over the side of my bed and stood, giving a quick stretch before snatching up the dirty clothes that were scattered across the room and shuffling over to the laundry hamper. Whenever she wasn't home, I had a tendency to let the apartment turn into a total mess. I spent much more time lost in thought or writing than I did cleaning and had little motivation to do so when I was alone. I could just imagine her scolding me if she would have seen the state the apartment was in that moment.

After dragging the hamper into the laundry room, I spared a quick glance into the mirror at the end of the hallway. My long, wavy hair was a mess to the point that I couldn't even remember which side I usually parted it on. Or the last time I had even brushed it. The skin on my face was as pale as ever from limited sun exposure, which was understandable considering the fact that I only left home when absolutely necessary. She always liked pale-skinned girls though, I allowed, but the hair just wouldn't do.

I met Jessica six years ago, while we were still in high school. She was an outwardly cold and business-focused girl that had effectively scared off most all possible friendships that came her way. It didn't really effect me though, being the overly friendly individual I was at the time. I thought the way that she used so few words and was so bluntly honest was rather charming and, as such, refused to let it get in the way of my making friends with her.

Friends ended up turning into much more though, when she decided to confess her feelings to me. Truthfully, I had never given the possibility of a girlfriend any thought before then, but the idea of being even more than friends to Jessica gave me butterflies. A kiss sealed the deal and we had been together ever since.

As the steaming water from the shower head ran down my body, I allowed myself to drift off into the memory of it. It hadn't been my first kiss by any means; I had dated quite a few boys and seen no problem with it until I was with Jessi. Our first kiss was different though. The memory of her soft, pink lips drifting ever so gently over mine sent shivers down my spine and I gulped.

Since then, though, I became someone very different and it naturally changed our relationship. After high school, Jessica immediately left for Korea and, taking a lesson from her, I decided that I should follow my dreams as well. Now I was a professional author who spent the vast majority of her time fighting desperately to finish chapter after chapter and page after page in an attempt to meet her deadlines. After taking a lot of criticism and having my writing corrected time after time, I found myself to have become a bit more bitter and a lot less smiles.

Jessica had always been fine with that though. To her, I was still the same person and that alone had kept me sane. Jessi could always see me for who I was just as I did her. I missed that with such ferocity I nearly wanted to cry just thinking about how she would be in my arms again today.

I took a careful step out of the shower and dried myself off before reluctantly picking up my long forgotten hair brush and running it once through my tangled locks. Bruiser rubbed against the door frame, meowing anxiously as I grunted and whimpered with each . “Oh, get used to it, you. With Jessi home there'll be much more of it,” the cat growled, almost as though he understood and didn't like the words.

I gave him an apologetic pat on the head and went to finish getting ready for my girlfriend's arrival. It wasn't soon after I had finished brushing my teeth and pulling on an oversized t-shirt that I heard the sound of light footsteps tracking up the wooden stairs outside of the apartment. I gasped and looked over to Bruiser who looked at me, both of us seemingly hit by the same anxiousness.

Slowly, I tiptoed to the door and pressed my ear against it, listening to her hand sorting through the clutter in her bag. I smiled, knowing it might take a while if I waited for her to find her keys. I decided it'd just be easier if I undid the lock for her and did so. I turned the doorknob and pulled the door open just a crack and hid behind it with a childish grin on my face.

Then, as she stepped in I could no longer contain myself and pressed my body tightly against hers and pinned her wrists beside her. I smashed my lips against hers as she tried desperately to return my kiss and I felt so high. The feeling of her skin on mine was nearly euphoric and my heart swelled. All I could think about as I touched my tongue to her lips was how much I loved her. How very deeply in love I was with her.

She moaned against my mouth and allowed my tongue entrance, leading to a few more minutes of heated kissing, finally stopping when we were both out of breath. Bruiser took the break as his opportunity to greet his master and rubbed his body lovingly against Jessica's legs. After such an intense moment, we couldn't help but laugh at the cat's timing and I reluctantly let her go so she could pet him.

“Did you miss me, boy?” She asked him as though he were her child.

“I missed you, Jessi.” I chimed and wrapped my arms tightly around her without a single thought.

“I missed you too, Tiffany. But I'm home now,” She replied with a warm smile. I could feel myself melt with her words as I really felt it. It was almost surreal. She was here again. With me again. Jessica returned my embrace and giggled, “And you're not wearing any pants. I'm not sure whether that was on purpose or not, so I don't know if I should laugh or blush.”

My face grew hot as a blush spread like wildfire, “Whichever you'd like more, I guess.”

“I think you know which.” And she kissed me one more time before tugging me towards the bedroom. She was very thorough in making sure both I and my body knew it that night.

Jessica was definitely here.

A/N- Honestly, I meant to be writing . The whole idea behind this had in it but somehow it ended up being fluff. .____. I'm sorry. And hahaha, 1/4 of the way done with the next chapter of my on-going and I'm already finding other things to excuse me from finishing it. I'm also sorry. Forgive me. -Crawls off to watch Doctor Who instead-