Severus held your hand to his face as your traced your finger down his arched nose. This was a rare, domestic moment, between the both of you.. You loved his nose and the way it curved down his face, for reasons he couldn’t understand. Why would you love the feature he hated most?

“ Dearest. I have classes soon, shouldn’t you return to your own to prepare for those Gryffindor’s? I heard you have the twins first class. “

You did indeed, but they never caused much trouble. You didn’t want this moment to end.. this sweet. Sweet moment that you rarely got to have due to work. He saw the pleading look in your eyes.

“ … Five more minutes can’t hurt. “

He leaned into kiss your forehead softly.