Tom sits alone in the room, eyes half-closed as he listens to Jeff’s latest song intently, his book lying next to him, long forgotten.
“– and I miss you so much, ever since you went away–”
These lyrics make him look up. Somehow, he just knows that it’s him who Jeff means. He simply does and he feels sorry. Tom sighs and gets up from the couch.
He takes the four paces it takes him to get to the door and opens it. When he enters their living room, Jeff is already looking in his direction, guitar in his lap and giving him puppy eyes.
“– oh Tom, come back to me.”
“You dork,” Tom snorts and smiles, walking over to his spouse to kiss him adoringly.