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I've never felt this way before
Everything that I do reminds me of you
And the clothes you left, they lie on the floor
And they smell just like you, I love the things that you do

It had been a week since Allistor left for the meetings with his fellow countries. “I don’t even know how I got in this mess” you say as you wander around the house, cleaning and straightening up. You didn’t really care for cleaning…but when you were bored (like now) you tended to pick up things and put them into their correct places. You continued to do this until you got upstairs. YOU cleaned the guest rooms, and finally made your way to yours and Allistor’s bedroom. Allistor (when he was actually here) cleaned randomly too. That’s how his cigar’s scent got all over the house. You didn’t really like the smell (they were better than your dad’s cigarettes, but still). You started to pick around your room when you found a pile of clothes on the floor. You blushed as you remembered how they got there in the first place.

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“Lass…c’mere” Allistor said to you as he waved you over to the bed with one finger. He was lying underneath he covers…with only a shit to cover his…private part. You blushed as you crawled slowly up to him at the head of the bed. He wrapped his arms around you and snuffed out his cigar. Your eyes widened, he only did that when he KNEW he wouldn’t be needing it for a while.

You were so lost in your thoughts, that you almost jumped when you felt his lips roughly kissing yours. He gently shoved you down on your back and climbed on top of you, the sheet slightly sliding downward. He pushed your robe away from your body and slid his hand down between your things.

He grabbed your chin and pulled your face towards him. “You trust me lass?” he asked as he climbed in between your legs.

“Of course I do”, you whispered as his finger played with you. He smirked as his hips thrust forward and you let out a loud moan.

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You shook your head to get the memory out of your head. Thinking of him like that only made you yearn for him more! You knelt down and picked up one of his shirts. You whimpered and held it close to you. You could smell the scent of his cologne and his tobacco lingering off of it. You felt a tear go down your cheek and you quickly wiped it away, not wanting to cry. You couldn’t be weak…you had to be strong…he would WANT you to be strong. But…another tear made its way down your cheek as you collapsed on the flood in the pile of clothes. You sobbed quietly as you held his shirt to your heart. You couldn’t take this! The only person who understood you…leaves for so long…leaving you by yourself…but you knew it was his duty. He was a beautiful person for doing this…and he always made it up to you. Physically and mentally. Whenever he came back he would smother you in kisses, hug you till you couldn’t breathe, and love you until you couldn’t walk. Then he would whisper into your hair as he held you and sing you to sleep with one of his lullabies.

You sniffled and got up from the floor. You hated it when you got like this. You felt so pathetic. But…you couldn’t help but miss him. You hugged his shirt to you an smiled. You shed your clothes and wrapped the blue shirt around yourself and buttoned it up. The sleeves were far too long and too big for your arms, and it was very baggy one you, reaching to your knees. You smiled even wider and crawled on the bed to your side. You hugged a pillow from his side to our chest and giggled. He would have loved to see you like this. If only he coul- wait. Your eyes widened and you smirked as you grabbed your phone from your bedside table. You quickly took a pouty/adorable picture of yourself, making SURE to get his shirt in the picture, and sent it to him.

Can’t wait to snuggle you <3

You waited for probably 10 minutes, and you almost dozed off when your phone rang.

“Hello?”

Lass…why would ya do tha`?

You smirked, “I have no idea what you are talking about”

You heard a growl from the other end of the phone. Don play games wit me Lassie…you kno that you’ll jas lose them

“Oh really?”

Ya, really

“Well, we we will just see then when you come home…won’t we”

That’ll be sooner than you think Lass.

“Huh…?”

You heard his deep chuckle. Artie, said I could leave early since I’m no really needed much this go round.

You gasped…and were completely speechless. You heard him laugh. He told you he loved you and hung up after you replied. You just sat there…he was coming home early…? You slowly came into realization and squealed in happiness. You lept out of bed and quickly went to your closet. You needed to wear something that he’ll like. This was so wonderful!!

After much debate, you quickly freshened up and put on the plaid lingerie and slipped his shirt back on. Knowing Allistor, he would catch the earliest flight he could to make it home so that meant he would either be here at an ungodly hour or by the time you woke up at 9 am. You sprayed yourself with his favorite perfume of yours and lay back in the bed. You snuggled up into his pillow again and smiled whilst you fell into a happy sleep.

He’s coming home…

Description
I've never felt this way before
Everything that I do reminds me of you
And the clothes you left, they lie on the floor
And they smell just like you, I love the things that you do

It had been a week since Allistor left for the meetings with his fellow countries. “I don’t even know how I got in this mess” you say as you wander around the house, cleaning and straightening up. You didn’t really care for cleaning…but when you were bored (like now) you tended to pick up things and put them into their correct places. You continued to do this until you got upstairs. YOU cleaned the guest rooms, and finally made your way to yours and Allistor’s bedroom. Allistor (when he was actually here) cleaned randomly too. That’s how his cigar’s scent got all over the house. You didn’t really like the smell (they were better than your dad’s cigarettes, but still). You started to pick around your room when you found a pile of clothes on the floor. You blushed as you remembered how they got there in the first place.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Lass…c’mere” Allistor said to you as he waved you over to the bed with one finger. He was lying underneath he covers…with only a shit to cover his…private part. You blushed as you crawled slowly up to him at the head of the bed. He wrapped his arms around you and snuffed out his cigar. Your eyes widened, he only did that when he KNEW he wouldn’t be needing it for a while.

You were so lost in your thoughts, that you almost jumped when you felt his lips roughly kissing yours. He gently shoved you down on your back and climbed on top of you, the sheet slightly sliding downward. He pushed your robe away from your body and slid his hand down between your things.

He grabbed your chin and pulled your face towards him. “You trust me lass?” he asked as he climbed in between your legs.

“Of course I do”, you whispered as his finger played with you. He smirked as his hips thrust forward and you let out a loud moan.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

You shook your head to get the memory out of your head. Thinking of him like that only made you yearn for him more! You knelt down and picked up one of his shirts. You whimpered and held it close to you. You could smell the scent of his cologne and his tobacco lingering off of it. You felt a tear go down your cheek and you quickly wiped it away, not wanting to cry. You couldn’t be weak…you had to be strong…he would WANT you to be strong. But…another tear made its way down your cheek as you collapsed on the flood in the pile of clothes. You sobbed quietly as you held his shirt to your heart. You couldn’t take this! The only person who understood you…leaves for so long…leaving you by yourself…but you knew it was his duty. He was a beautiful person for doing this…and he always made it up to you. Physically and mentally. Whenever he came back he would smother you in kisses, hug you till you couldn’t breathe, and love you until you couldn’t walk. Then he would whisper into your hair as he held you and sing you to sleep with one of his lullabies.

You sniffled and got up from the floor. You hated it when you got like this. You felt so pathetic. But…you couldn’t help but miss him. You hugged his shirt to you an smiled. You shed your clothes and wrapped the blue shirt around yourself and buttoned it up. The sleeves were far too long and too big for your arms, and it was very baggy one you, reaching to your knees. You smiled even wider and crawled on the bed to your side. You hugged a pillow from his side to our chest and giggled. He would have loved to see you like this. If only he coul- wait. Your eyes widened and you smirked as you grabbed your phone from your bedside table. You quickly took a pouty/adorable picture of yourself, making SURE to get his shirt in the picture, and sent it to him.

Can’t wait to snuggle you <3

You waited for probably 10 minutes, and you almost dozed off when your phone rang.

“Hello?”

Lass…why would ya do tha`?

You smirked, “I have no idea what you are talking about”

You heard a growl from the other end of the phone. Don play games wit me Lassie…you kno that you’ll jas lose them

“Oh really?”

Ya, really

“Well, we we will just see then when you come home…won’t we”

That’ll be sooner than you think Lass.

“Huh…?”

You heard his deep chuckle. Artie, said I could leave early since I’m no really needed much this go round.

You gasped…and were completely speechless. You heard him laugh. He told you he loved you and hung up after you replied. You just sat there…he was coming home early…? You slowly came into realization and squealed in happiness. You lept out of bed and quickly went to your closet. You needed to wear something that he’ll like. This was so wonderful!!

After much debate, you quickly freshened up and put on the plaid lingerie and slipped his shirt back on. Knowing Allistor, he would catch the earliest flight he could to make it home so that meant he would either be here at an ungodly hour or by the time you woke up at 9 am. You sprayed yourself with his favorite perfume of yours and lay back in the bed. You snuggled up into his pillow again and smiled whilst you fell into a happy sleep.

He’s coming home…