Dom hugged me tightly, giving me a kiss before leaving. The door shut and my shoulders hunched, sighing and walking to the kitchen. I had absolutely no plans for today, and since I'd be going over to Doms the next day, I had a small surprise planned out for him.

Excitement came when I thought of the thing I had planned for my boy, but sadness and loneliness came when I thought about him not being here.

I trudged to the bedroom, falling down on the bed.

Doms POV:
I walked home sadly. It felt a little strange to leave him, and I really didn't want too. The streets were overcrowded, much more than I anticipated to be.

I reached my apartment, looking at the clothes on my floor and whatever else. It looked like someone threw a huge party. Glasses were everywhere, wrappers and my clothes. I went to my bedroom, the bed was made and it wasn't as messy as I thought it would be. I sighed.

'I miss him already,' I thought to myself. I looked at my phone, going to call Conor to come over but subtly decided against it.

A lonely hour passed. I was bored and tired, plus not eating for a few hours didn't help. I lifted my cold phone that had been laying beside me for quite some time. I called a pizza takeaway and asked them to deliver it. I missed him so much, I knew I needed to do something.

Conor's POV:
My apartment was quiet, cold and felt empty. The TV blurred in the corner while I was going through my phone.

I was tired and hungry. I felt like I'd been punched. I walked to the kitchen and racked what I could find. My phone suddenly dinged when I saw the message from Dom.

"Hey." The message read.

"I miss you." I replied back.

"I've sent a taxi over to your place. You're coming over,"

My heart filled with excitement and love. I massive smile spread across my face.

"Stop smiling and hurry up!"

I laughed and texted him back. "Okay!"

I ran to my room; grabbed a bag and started packing my essentials in it. I jumped around smiling and my heart was just about to bust from happiness and love.

I could probably get up early in the morning for the surprise I have for Dom. I was scared incase he didn't like it but shrugged it off hoping he would.

I looked out my window to the rainy night and saw the taxi awaiting me. I quickly put shoes on, grabbed my coat and bag sprinting to the taxi.

I watched as the darkness started coming, watching raindrops dribbling down the taxi window. I can't wait to just kiss him, hold him and hug him. This man was the death of me.

The taxi driver arrived at Doms place, and I paid him running out into the rain. I opened the complex door, running like the wind to his apartment.

I finally reached his home. I was cold and shivering, but tidied myself. I knocked on the door and I heard footsteps running to the door.

Dom opened the door to me running to his arms.

Doms POV:

I smiled so much when the blonde ran to me and threw his arms around my torso. I grabbed him and hugged him so tightly.

I pulled him in, closing my door and not letting a hand leave him. He was wrapped around me, cuddling and humming a song. I smiled and kissed his head making me look up at me.

"I missed you." I broke the silence and his beautiful smile flashed.

"It's only been a few hours, but I missed you too." He let go of me and went to the sofa, patting the space beside him for me to sit down. My tv was blurring whatever shit was on.

"I ordered pizza," I said and Conor bounced on the seat and then found himself on my lap. His head rested beside my head on my shoulder, Conors beautiful eyes staring at the ceiling. "Are you okay?"

"Yes, just thinking about how lucky I am to have you." I blushed and my cheeks were flaming.

"God, so am I." We both laughed. I kissed his neck and he knitted his eyebrows.

"Wait till later." He sternly said with a small laugh holding back.

I started tickling him, forgetting how easily tickled he was.

"STOP-DOM!" Conor laughed and juggled about to get out of my grip I had him wrapped in.

"DOM-THAT TICKL-STOP!" I eventually got tired and waited on him getting back up from being pushed down.

We both took a breath when the bell rang and the pizza was finally here.

I swear we ate like we'd never eaten before. We were starving, plus I was dying to tickle Conor again. My apartment was glowed up with the beautiful city lights. There were only a few lights on in my home. It looked beautiful as Conor rested his leg over mine and his head on my chest, eating the warm pizza while the fire was lit.

"You are freezing." I said to Conor, pulling him off and heading to my bedroom.

"I know." He replied.

I came back with my fluffy grey blanket and put it over him, sitting down and going back into the original position we were in.

I'd die for that moment to last forever. The kisses he showered me with and the love he gave me was indescribably amazing. When I was in hard times he'd comfort me regardless. I felt like such a tool when I rejected him so many times and I can't take it back. Only make up for the mistakes.

"Dom?" Conor looked up and raised an eyebrow.

"Yes beautiful?"

"How much do you love me?"

"This much."

I pushed him gently down, showering kisses on his face and neck making him giggle. My fingers traced his soft skin, then I started tickling him again. The laughs were too contagious.

I pulled him into an embrace whispering how much I loved him. He pecked my cheek and let out a small laugh.