It's been three years since the last time you saw your dear Stefan. After being marked by the huntress Rayna Cruz, he fled Mystic Falls for parts unknown. The two of you lost touch, and you don't know where he's been. Until he comes back again one day.

 You answer the door, not expecting to find Stefan standing on your doorstep. He gives you an uncertain smile.

 "Hi, Y/N," he says.

 You stand there staring at him for the longest time. You don't know what to say. After all this time you've spent missing him, here he is, standing right in front of you.

 "If this is...not a good time," he says, "I can come back later."

 "No." You wrap your arms around him and hug him. "Don't go anywhere. Come inside." You pull him into the house and hug him again. "Where have you been, Stefan? I kept waiting, hoping I would hear from you. What happened?"

 "I know. I'm sorry I was gone for so long. I've been on the run for the last three years. I couldn't stay in one place for too long without the possibility of Rayna finding me. But that's over with now. Rayna's dead; she can't get me now."

 "But, really, Stefan, not one phone call?"

 "I know, I know," he says. "And I am so sorry I went completely AWOL. If you'll still have me around, I promise I'll-"

 "Of course I still want you around." You give him a kiss on the cheek. "Just don't disappear again. And if you are running away, take me with you."

 Stefan smiles. "That sounds like a plan. Now that I'm back-"

 "We're going to celebrate," you cut in. "Come on. We'll go out for dinner, and you can tell me all about these adventures of yours."

 You take him by the hand and pull him out of the house, though he would probably follow you anyway without all of the pulling.