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Junta had been on an extensive location for an entire year, filming a popular series with no breaks. Takato was also extremely busy so he couldn't find any time to visit Junta in the span of that year.
That year was probably the most miserable year they had everexperienced. They called, video chatted, and texted often, but neither of them could deny the struggle of being apart, especially to this extent.
Takato couldn't sleep at all the night before Junta would return, he was so impatient that he ended up tossing and turning the whole night. He wanted to call Junta but he figured he was fast asleep due to all the tiresome, brutal filming in the last few days.
But to nobody's surprise, junta was even more restless. Thoughts of what he would do to takato when he got home invaded his mind. He was so excited to see takato that he tried booking a sooner flight, but unfortunately none were available.
After what felt like an eternity, the sun finally rose, and Junta boarded his flight. Takato made it to the airport hours before junta's estimated arrival, not wanting to be even a second late for when Junta would finally land in Japan.
Junta scrolled through pictures of takato on his phone, impatiently tapping his foot, and dumping more black mints into his mouth. His heart beat loud when he looked at the TV screen in front of him and the minutes ticked by. Finally, he was about to land.
Takato stood as close to the gate as he could, which was an unbelievably long distance. He clenched his shirt in his fists, every time a person exited the gate, his heart skipped a beat, expecting Junta to walk out next. After what felt like hundreds of passengers exited the gate, he finally spotted him.
As soon as the tall man came through the gate, his eyes landed directly on takato, almost naturally. A smile spread across his face as soon as he saw his lover. Takato stood there, his fists clenched, trying not to run to him as his eyes stung with tears, but his legs started moving without him, and before he knew it, he was running. As fast as his legs could take him, he sprinted toward the man he hadn't seen in 365 days.
Junta was also running, but he slowed down when takato got close enough, as to not crash into him. He opened his arms, ready to take this beautiful man into his embrace. Finally, Takato jumped into junta's arms, he held his arms tight around Junta's shoulders and latched his legs over his hips.
he had smile that couldn't be helped. Tears spilled out of his eyes and into junta's shoulder. It had been far too long since he'd hugged this man.
Junta was trying so hard to not squeeze the breath out of takato, while he held takato up by the waist and hugged him close. he also found himself crying. He couldn't help but laugh, he was so happy to finally be able to hold takato again.
Eventually, they loosened their grasp on eachother and takato released his legs from Junta and stood, they stared at eachother's wet faces for a second before finally leaning in and giving the kiss they both longed for.
Junta desperately tried to deepen the kiss, but takato placed a hand on junta's chest and pushed him softly. "Let's go home, chunta." Takato could feel junta's erection against his own. They were both getting impatient.