You're at home on Christmas Eve, laying in bed when your husband comes home and takes off his fake beard and Santa hat.

"Hi honey, how was today?" you smiled

he sighed and wrapped his arms around your waist "Long."

"Did the kids ask for weird things?" you asked

"Mm, one kid sat in my lap and asked for my Santa outfit."

"Aw, cute." You laughed, and he pulled back, looking at you and gently caressing your cheek

"Mm fuck, I just wish it was you sitting on my lap."