Cesar imagines

imagine: he comes home late

( y/n) pov

It was bad storm that came though the redwoods forest, it was almost like a hurricane that was. Going though the California and the redwoods, this time the world as we knew ended. The rise of the apes happened thanks to Cesar. You thought as you messed with the necklace that Cesar made for you. You see Cesar, the hunting apes went hunting for bears. Lately the bear population been getting out of hand. You thought as you heard another lighting strike, " please come home Cesar" you begged as you prayed to yourself. 

Cesar should have been home hours ago, than I heard the door open to the treehouse. There was Cesar soaking wet, he saw you worried to death. He ran over to you, quickly hugged you, you felt his wet body. Against your dry body, once he pulled away, " what's...wrong?" Cesar roughly asked, " I got worried, the storm I thought you got hurt or even killed. you said in the almost painful way to hear. " I ...am ..here (y/n)" he said before he hugged you once more, in the that moment, as you felt Cesar arms. Wrapped around your waist, in the moment. You knew nobody or anything would take Cesar away from you.