It was Christmas Eve and you were home alone baking cookies by yourself. The lights on the tree were on and the atmosphere of your home was perfect. The only thing you were missing was your husband, who was out on a mission. You were sad he wasn't with you, but you understood he had to go for work.

While waiting for the cookies to be done, you heard faint footsteps. You figured it was just your mind playing games on you, so you didn't think much of it. Then, you felt strong arms wrap around you from behind and the scent of Leon.

"Hey honey, I'm home." He whispered before kissing your neck.