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Missing You. (Brance Fluff)
something to hold y’all off because i’m taking years to work on requests 😭😭😭
1:27 on the dim phone light on his bed.
As bruce looked at his screen he scanned the photo on his lock screen.
His beautiful boy.
Smiling down at bruce’s camera as they stood under an umbrella, bruce almost barley fitting in frame, kissing his cheek.
As the screen went black, bruce continued to ruffle his damp hair with his towel.
“he’s probably home by now.”
Bruce had recently found his own place not too far from vance, maybe a fifteen minute walk.
Vance was working on moving in with him, and he’d been working longer hours to help bruce out with the rent, although he didn’t mind. It was affordable anyways.
These longer hours vance was taking meant less time with bruce, though.
He’d missed him a lot.
They missed each other.
Bruce understood of course, he worked too.
He began to dress himself and get comfortable.
When his head rested on the pillow, his eyes seem to stay open.
He couldn’t stop thinking about him.
Vance of course.
He longed to hold his lover.
It had been a week since they’d gotten the chance to see each other.
Bruce wanted to lay in his chest, play with his hair, or just listen to his sweet voice.
Yeah, yeah, whatever, he missed him.
He always did.
Bruce rolled over.
The sheets making plushy noises as he did.
he froze
“I miss him.”
Bruce stood up making his way to the closet.
He found Vances side of it, as he had some things here already.
He chose one of his hoodies and slipped it onto himself.
Laying back down he grabbed the teddy bear vance gifted him a while back and took in the scent of his boyfriends hoodie.
The fabric smelled faintly of his cologne, but still just enough to make Bruce’s heart ache for him.
He studied the sleeves, trailing his eyes to the sweater cuffs at the end.
The sleeve seams adorned with loose threads, the exact ones Vance pulled at when he was nervous.
Just as bruce had focused his embrace back on the bear and let his mind drift at the thought of his one and only, he heard a rattle in the other room.
His eyes shot open with a confused frown.
The struggle continued, he sat up.
“this fucking door—“
Of course thinking the worst he quickly stepped out of bed and into the kitchen only to find said door half open.
As well as a blonde figure and leather jacket in his apartment.
The dim hall light behind him hid his features.
He knew that tied curly hair anywhere.
It was all he thought about.
Bruce with a curious frown switched the kitchen light on and was met with beautiful blues that made his heart flutter.
Vance who only blinked at him looked like a deer in headlights.
It was cute how big his eyes got.
“V?”
Vance turned to close and lock the door behind him placing his keys on the nearby table.
Oh yea that’s right, he has keys.
“i’m sorry, where you awake or did I wake you?”
Bruce practically jumped onto him.
“w-Woah, jesus, hi~”
Bruce had his arms wrapped around him as if he’d melt away.
Vance hugged back putting his face into his neck.
“Do anything but apologize, I was missing you so much I thought you read my mind.”
Vance shined a beautiful smile.
Bruce pulled away and looked at him.
He had a ‘yesterday’s eyeliner’ type of look, as he wore it to work often.
Bruce’s heart pounded as he loved when vance looked this way.
Vance pecked Bruce.
He smiled and began to pull vance to their soon to be shared room.
“Let’s go to bed~, I want to hold you.”
Vance let out a little laugh as he slipped his boots off, with a demanding bruce pulling at his jacket.
“wait, wait, let me get home first.”
When he was done he followed bruce into the room, switching off the kitchen light as he entered.
Bruce sat in bed beginning to cover himself, Vance went into the closet and grabbed some pants.
He changed, and the only thing visible in the dark room was just his silhouette that the dim streetlight outside the window allowed.
Vance got to his shirt slowly taking it off.
The way bruce could see the shape of his torso made him blush.
He’d seen this before, rather often to say the least, yet it still did things to him.
Suddenly he didn’t feel so cold.
Before his thoughts could get to him vance snuck his way into the sheets, stealing bruce into his embrace.
He squeezed him and rolled around playfully as they both let out giggles.
They faced each other again.
“hey, is that my sweater?”
“yeah, I told you I missed you.”
“well, you have me here and you can wear it any other time so-“
Vance pulled the bottom of the sweater off of Bruce causing him to remove it.
“h-hEy- what the hell-“
Once he took it off he held bruce close again.
“Also the outside of it is way too itchy for me”
Now they held each other with no fabric separating their beating hearts.
Which where rather fast.
Bruce was so distracted by his eyes that he hadn’t noticed how Vance made his way on top of bruce.
Vance couldn’t slow his heart at the way Bruce admired him.
His hand reached behind Vance, letting his hair down, the tie slipping onto his wrist.
He let his hands tangle into his hair.
Vance let his eyes travel down onto Bruces collar bones and defined chest.
Just before he could think about how bad he wanted to bite him, he was pulled down to connect their lips.
Vance would never get tired of this, this kiss was full of longing emotions and sweet desperation.
Vance couldn’t stop the whimper he made when Bruce wrapped his legs around his hips.
When they pulled away, Bruce was met with a sweet sight. Vance was panting slightly, his lips swollen, a shy glint in his eye.
He could barely make eye contact with Bruce.
Bruce placed a hand onto Vance’s face.
“Let me hold you, V?”
Vance gave a shy smile again.
Bruce opened his arms, letting Vance get comfortable.
This was exactly what Bruce needed to be his happiest. Something as simple as the love of his life on his chest, letting him play with his soft hair.
“i can’t wait to wake up to you everyday”
Vance returned a little laugh
“working on it love.”
“please just let me take care of rent for now”
“only if you let me help you later”
“fine”
“deal i’ll be moved in by tomorrow”
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