A/N~This was requested by greenappleboydraco, I hope you and everyone else likes it. Sorry about the slow updates, I hate my part time job and my college work is a lot. If you haven't seen your requests posted yet, it's because I have like 10 to still do, but they are on the way!

Y/N'S POV

Corey has been away on a filming trip with Elton for around 3 weeks now, and it's starting to get to me.

The lonely evenings which would usually be spent cuddling with Corey and watching some sappy rom-com film, as he makes cheesy jokes, now makes me feel alone and almost depressed.

The hoodies he let me borrow are slowly losing its smell of his cologne, same with his pillow, which I seek comfort in every night.

I've been back and forth debating with myself on whether to call him or not, pleading and begging him just to come home, but I know he's having fun and I don't want to stop him.

Tonight, I felt more alone than usual, hearing every creak in the house was a subtle reminder that the house was empty besides me being in it.

To make things worse, I climb into bed, throwing one of his hoodies on and snuggling into his pillow, only.to find that they no longer smell like him.

Tears form in my eyes as I realise that I can't go much longer being alone.

I grab my phone off of the nightstand, and hover over his contact. Should I?

No, I turn my phone off, putting it back on the nightstand, trying to actually get some sleep.

However, I toss and turn for what seems like 5 hours, but it's only been an hour.

I give up, knowing that Corey would want me to get a good night's sleep and that I should call him when I'm struggling.

I pick my phone up, and click the call button on his contact.

It takes a few rings, but he then picks up.

"Hey babe, it's pretty late, are you okay?" He asks and I'm instantly at ease again after hearing his voice. Tears begin to form again in my eyes at just how much I miss him.

"Y/N, what's wrong? I hear you crying." He asks again and I let out a sob.

"Your pillow and hoodies don't smell like you anymore and I miss you." You say, trying to control your crying over this stupid matter.

"Oh babe, it's okay, I'll be home soon I promise, only 1 more week left, Elton wants to extend it, but I've refused." He reassures, making me feel a little bit better.

"O-okay. I-I miss you." I say, hearing the door bell being rung.

"I miss you too babe. Oh, by the way, can you check the front door? I sent you a package about 4 days ago." He asks and I tilt my head to the side in confusion.

"A package? Okay, I'll go and get it. I'll see you soon." I reply, hanging up the phone after hearing his response, before getting out of bed and heading downstairs.

I reach the door and hesitate for a moment. Is it a murder? Or an actual package?

"Fuck it." I mumble to myself, unlocking the door and then opening it...and I'm glad I did open it.

Standing on the other side of the doorway was Corey, looking a bit scruffy and tired, but nonetheless he was in front of me, the man I've been missing for nearly a month.

I smile, tears streaming down my face again. God I'm too emotional.

He picks me up, causing me to wrap my legs around his waist and arms around his neck, nuzzling my face in his neck, breathing in his familiar scent which I had longed for.

"I'm here, I've got you." He whispers, shutting the door and carrying me to the couch, where he sat down with me still on his lap, as I clung to him like a lifeline.

"I missed you." I reply, pulling back a bit to take in his features. His hair messy from the different adventures that he and Elton went on, some barely noticeable dark bags under his eyes, telling me he's struggled with sleeping just like I have, but most importantly, his eyes still held the same amount of love in them, like when he first met me.

He takes in my features too, using his thumbs to wipe away the fallen tears, leaning forward to kiss my forehead.

"I missed you too. Let's get you to bed." He says, standing up again with me still in his arms, as he carries me to our bedroom.

He sets me down on the bed, taking off my hoodie, making me a bit confused.

"Here you go babe." He takes his hoodie off, slipping onto my body, and I'm instantly comforted with the smell, letting out a sigh of content as I get under the covers.

Corey joins me, his body laying beside mine, his body heat quickly making me relax more. I rest my head on his chest and he starts to play with my hair.

"Goodnight." I mumble, my eyes slowly closing, as I drift off to sleep.

"Sweet dreams." He replies, kissing the top of my head, before following my actions, falling asleep in the comfort of one another's arms.