Kento's eyebrows were furrowed in concentration, his slender hands kneeding the dough like he had seen you do several times before. Your husband looked utterly adorable wearing your cooking apron — the one with little red hearts and roses.

This year, instead of just buying the annual Christmas dinner at a local caterer, you had decided to prepare the food yourselves, but it was easier said than done. While you were preparing the turkey and mashed potatoes, Kento was making the apple pie.

Your husband decided to take a 5-minute break. He wasn't the best at cooking — traces of flour were visible on his face and arms. Feeling quite playful today, Kento placed his cooking utensils on the kitchen counter and wrapped his arms around your waist.

He squeezed your sides, nuzzling your neck lovingly. He also left some flour on your neck and face in the process. "How is the turkey doing?" The jujutsu sorcerer asked you in his signature deep voice, giving a little kiss on your neck.