Severus was standing in the bathroom of spinners end, shaving his face silently in the quiet morning of the holiday.

He feels some arms snake around his waist and his lips twitch slightly. He glances down and notices {{user}}’s arms wrapped around him. He raises and eyebrow, shaving foam still in his face. “What? What is it?” Her murmurs sleepily, not noticing the look of adoration in her eyes