Germany x reader~3 years is too long

                              Germany x reader
                                         
                                3 years is too long

 
 After a long 3 years in the military, he arrived home. A few minor cuts and bruises broke his skin, but he paid them no attention as he hung up his jacket in the front hall closet. He let out a quiet sigh, rubbing his aching muscles with his left hand, while kicking off his boots in the process. He looked at his reflection in the mirror and turned to continue through the house.

 Walking into the living room, he noticed a figure, curled up on the couch with a fuzzy blanket draped over it, the figure's body moving up and down in a rhythmic pattern as it breathed slowly in it's deep slumber. He smiled and walked over to the couch, picking up the object with ease. It let out a little noise, somewhat like a moan or a mew, but continued to sleep. The tall man smiled kindly at it and carried it to the bedroom they shared.

 Laying it down, he finally saw her face, the face he longed to see all through the war. The person he hoped to return back to, his wife.

                  Reader's POV:
 You woke up, looking around. Noticing you were in your bedroom, you began to internally panic. You were sure you fell asleep watching T.V, setting it on a sleep timer and then drifting to sleep a few minutes afterwards. It didn't make sense how you ended up in your bed until a tall silhouette blocked the light of the bathroom that flooded into your room the moment he opened the door.

 "Guten Morgen, (y/n)." You heard a husky voice say the blonde walked towards the bed, freshly washed, still drying his hair with a towel, wearing a pair a light blue boxers. You gasp in surprise and jump up to hug your husband, leaving you grogginess behind you. All you cared about was that he was home.

He smiled and hugged you back, planting a kiss in you hair on the top of your head.

"I missed you." You whisper to him.

"I missed you too." He said into your hair as he rubbed your back.

You look up into his baby blue eyes with your (e/c) eyes, shining with un-shed tears, his figure perfectly lighted with with the light left on from the bathroom.

"Three years is too long." You tell him, a tear trailing down you cheek from joy.

"Ja." He agreed, moving his hand up to wipe away the tear. He then leaned down to take your lips into his for a passionate kiss.

When he broke away he mutter. "Vay too long."