Lovina sighed as she entered her and Feliciano's home; she was about ready to drop.
She caught the faintest whiff of spaghetti with as well as a tomato based sauce for it; she felt a small smile rise on to her face.
Her brother and lover was cooking her favorite type of pasta for her on one of her worst days.
"Lovi, you're home!" Feliciano looked to be very excited.
"Yes, I am." She sighed, and then felt two familiar arms wrap around her waist.
"I missed you." He rubbed his nose against hers in a soft and gentle eskimo kiss, making Lovina roll her eyes and blush.
"Ti amo." Feli murmured as he pressed his lips against hers in a familiar and almost comforting kiss.
"Don't burn dinner." Lovina grumbled with a gentle smile, making it seem like affectionate teasing.
"Oh, right." Feli mumbled with a blush of his own as he gave her one, last kiss before rushing to the stove.
Lovina sat down and watched her lover move about the kitchen to cheer her up with one of her favorite meals.