You press kisses to his cheek, smiling when there are stains of lipstick left behind. He doesn’t even bother to wipe it away, and presses his own lips to the top of your head.

“You look very handsome,” you say softly and admire his clothing. Brown slacks, and a sweater, and a pair of loafers. How professional?

Luigi shakes his head a little, “oh, amore, look at yourself in the mirror donna splendida.”

He kisses your head again and this time you wrap your arms around each other. You let out a gentle sigh and rub his back.