Welcome to the home of (Y/n) and (U/n)!

A very ordinary couple, they spend their days together (mostly in bed, if you know what I mean~), and live together.

To put it in simpler terms, they were an inseparable duo.

However, in the very near future, our connected pair is about to be separated...

"Business trip?! For a week?!" 

"You didn't hear wrong," my supervisor replied, looking back at her paperwork. 

"We're going to send you there, and if you don't go, you can pack your things and leave." 

"... Alright." 

There's not much I can do, I need this job for (U/n)... 

"You leave tomorrow at noon. Please get back to work now." 

I left my supervisors office and went back to my work space. 

"Guess I'll just have to deal with it..." I muttered as I began working once again. 

"Hey (Y/n)! Welcome back!" (U/n) greeted as I closed our apartment door behind me. 

"I'm back, and I have good and bad news, which one do you want to hear?" I responded, pulling my uke into a tight hug. 

"Um... how about the good news first?" (U/n) replied, dragging me towards the sofa. 

"I managed to get you the (flavour) cake you've always wanted. Like that one that only makes 50 a day and sells out real fast. Here." 

My boyfriend's face noticeably perked up, and he was looking at me with shining (uke eye colour) orbs, as if he wanted me to bring it out faster. 

"Enjoy," I smiled as I cut and put a slice on the paper plate in front of him. 

Immediately, he began eating, not minding that he was getting cream all over his face. 

"As for the bad news," I continued, wiping some of the cream off, "My supervisory needs me to go on a business trip, and it's mandatory." 

(U/n) stopped eating and stared at me. 

"T-that means we're going to be separated for... a week?" 

I nodded in response. 

"O-oh... um... okay then..." 

"I'll change a job if you can't put up with it," I worriedly stated. 

(U/n) and I have been through quite a bit, and he's scared that I'll leave him, so to help him with that, I always stay by his side. 

"N-no, you should go. This job is a good one, you shouldn't loose it because of me." 

I know he doesn't want me to go... 

"(U/n), I'll only be gone for seven days, alright? I'll call and contact you whenever I can so you don't feel lonely, okay?" 

Slowly, my boyfriend nodded his head. 

"Just go, I'll be fine, (Y/n). It's just a week and we can still contact each other," (U/n) said, holding his phone up to my face. 

I'm going to marry him one day...

"Are you sure you'll be okay? I really don't need to go-" 

"You're going to be late, (Y/n)! Just go... Remember to call me..." 

Giving him one last kiss, I headed for the train. 

"I'll make sure to spend extra time with you once I get back!! And I'll bring the cake they have there!" 

I watched (U/n) smile and wave as I boarded the train. 

I wasn't leaving forever, but it sure felt like it. 

"It's alright," I said, brushing the thought out of my head. 

"I'll be back soon..." 

"Whew, I'm tired! And it's only the second day!" 

Finally, I made it back to my hotel. 

"Guess I'll just message (U/n)," I said, flopping on my bed. 

Baby? Are you alright? 

Yeah. It just feels kinda lonely at home... 

How about we chat a bit. I've got a bit of time before going to bed. 

That would be great. What do you want to talk about? 

Now, there are many things we could chat about, from his day to interesting news. 

But the topic I really want to try was one we've never talked about before. 

(U/n)... I've been thinking about you... 

I'm thinking about you too. 

Not that kind of thinking, I mean thinking thinking. About your smile, your face, your sweet moans... 

W-what?! What do you mean... 

About us having sex. We do it almost once a day, there's no way I can't not think about holding you right now.

Now that you mention it... 

I'm hard... 

I've been imagining for the last two days, the times where you're squeezing my cock when I thrust balls deep into you, the time where you chant my name cause I've hit your sweet spots... 

(U/n) didn't respond, so I continued. 

And even now, I'm imagining you, masturbating on our bed, with one of your handing touching your dick, while the other is squelching around from the back. 

How did you know? 

A wild guess. 

Anyways, I can imagine that you'd be moaning my name the entire time, telling me to "don't stop" and to "touch me" as well as "hit there again". 

After this much teasing, you should've came, right, my love? 

Yeah. That was amazing. Where did you learn sexting from? 

Nowhere, I just wanted to say these things to you. Now wash up and get some rest. You need your sleep. 

Go to bed as well, you are working for another five days, after all. 

I will, right after I deal with this throbbing erection I have~ 

I could just picture (U/n) blushing, and it turned me on more. 

You should. I'm going to bed now, good night. And I miss you. 

Sweet dreams, and I miss you too. 

I stood up and charged my phone before making my way to the washroom.

"Ngh~ We need to sext more..." I groaned as I dealt with my excited member as quickly as possible. 

Once relived, I went straight to bed, trying my best not to think too hard about my cute little uke, which is tougher than it seems. 

Oh well, (U/n) is right. I've still got five more days... 

Five more fucking, painful, days...

"AHHHH!! WHEN DID (Y/N) LEARN TO DO SOMETHING THAT SEXY?!?!" I hollered as I face planted into my pillow. 

"AND EVERYTHING HE SAID MADE ME SO... So... Hard..." 

I could feel my face heating up. "AHHH!! WHATEVER, I'M GOING TO BED!" 

Turning off the lights, I laid alone in our bed, which suddenly seemed so big and... empty. 

"I miss you, (Y/n)... Come home soon..."