I needed some time to recover from NaNoWriMo, but I think I'm slowly getting back ;)
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Olivia had a content smile plastered firmly onto her face as she snuggled up against Rafael and slung one arm around Noah, who was doing the same. Soft Christmas music was playing in the background, half-empty mugs of hot chocolate were standing on the coffee table, next to a plate of neatly decorated Christmas cookies. Their Christmas tree was already standing in the corner, decorated only with lights so far, and they dipped the room into a cosy light that created a nice atmosphere. Rafael was reading to them from a book with a calm voice, his expression relaxed, and from time to time, he swatted Noah's hand away from the cookies without looking up from the page, causing the boy to frown every single time.
The very moment Rafael finished reading the story to them, Noah sat up and looked at him with an accusing expression, mumbling: "Why no cookies?"
"Because you won't be able to sleep if you stuff yourself now, mijo. Also, we don't want them to be gone when abuela comes, right?"
"But I'm the cookie monster," Noah replied, starting to pout while pointing at the pattern of his pajamas, but Rafael shook his head while Olivia smiled, silently witnessing the scene between her boys.
"Noah, you can eat the cookies tomorrow. I promise, they'll taste a lot better then. And now it's bedtime, Mr Skywalker." Rafael put the book aside and Noah sighed before giving Olivia a good night kiss.
He slung his arms around Rafael's neck and while he stood up holding the boy, Noah mumbled: "Okay, Mr Solo. Night Mama!"
"Night, baby," she said, looking after them while feeling glad that Rafael and her had decided to be irresponsible for one day, leaving work very early with Cheshire Cat grins because they wanted to bake cookies with Noah and have a family afternoon. While playing with her hair, she felt like that had been the best decision they'd made in quite some time, especially considering the heavy workload they'd had lately which had threatened to kill their family life. This was something all of them had needed desperately.
"He's asleep," Rafael whispered with a mischievous smirk as he returned to the living room and sat down next to her, slinging his arms around her.
"So, if you're Han Solo, am I your Leia?" Olivia asked with a wink while Rafael's fingers played with the zipper of her (his) sweater, slowly pulling it down.
"Yes, Princess. Do you want to see my light saber?"
Olivia laughed, trying to keep the volume down so she wouldn't wake Noah while Rafael's smirk widened before he silenced her with a kiss. Immediately, she pulled him closer, her hands wandering under his t-shirt and roaming over his back.
"I missed you," she mumbled as their lips parted for a brief moment and Rafael pushed the sweater off her shoulders.
"I missed you too, Liv." He allowed her to pull his t-shirt over his head and then they kissed again, the kiss growing more passionate as Rafael pulled her onto his lap. As he'd freed her from her t-shirt, they paused for a moment, foreheads pressed against each other as they looked each other into the eyes, whispering: "I love you."
