You and San have been married for 4 years, San has always given you happiness, always spoiled you. He's also very clingy to you.

You're cooking in the kitchen, making dinner for San. The front door has just opened, San came home from work and came straight to you.

Placing his briefcase on the sofa he walks over to you, wrapping his arms around your slender waist from behind.

"Baby, I miss you..." San said, burying his face into the back of your neck, inhaling the scent of your body.