It's been months since the last time he's been with him and months since the last time he's had the blond in his arms to feel secure and complete. Yuuri missed those tender loving hands that would sweetly and securely hold him as he slept and he would fall asleep so peacefully on those nights. But now the other the side of the bed was empty and and cold. And the warmth Wolfram gave him was gone and the king does not know when he will ever have that feeling again. To make matters worse the rain hasn't let up since the soldiers departure and it doesn't ease the pain he has in his heart from the rowdy, and brash blonde being out of his life.