Santiago was in the kitchen, cutting the vegetables to prepare for dinner. It was the weekend and the staff was not around. Thus, he was left with the option to cook dinner as his wife couldn't cook. He felt someone snaking arms around his waist resting the head against his back.
"What are you up to?" Santiago said, amused. He moved to wash the ingredients and she moved with him, refusing to let go.
"I just felt like hugging you," Persephone murmured, her eyes closed. She was putting her daughter to sleep but right now she felt sleepy.
"Then, you can hug me all you want after I finish making food," Santiago said in a soft voice.
"I don't wanna let go," Persephone grumbled. "Can I hug you please?"
