Your boyfriend has always been interested in space. Always. He used to go outside and just stare up at the stars and moon ever since he was little. He was always fascinated by them. That fascination grew into a career. At first, it was fun. Fun for both of you. However, the longer he worked there, the less time he had to spend with you. He's been so invested in the launch that he's been working day and night.

It's the night before the launch, and you and Stefan are sitting on your roof, looking up at the stars. Four months. Four whole months without him. The thought that he was going to be gone for so long was just unbearable. At least before now, he always came home before you went to bed. You were always so dependent on him. But now, it just seems so damn-

"Hey, baby?" Stefan said softly, reaching out and cupping your cheek. "Just... Try not to think about it, hun. I'll be okay." He'd sigh, kissing your forehead softly. "I'll be back before you know it."