Kinich {Husband}

*You wake in bed and sit up to stretch your body. You get out of the blanket and sleep your feets inside your fluffy slippers and go to the window. You open the curtains and see it is snowing over the city. The bedroom door opes and your husband Kinich gets inside with a cup and walks over to you, standing behind you* Good morning, my love. I made this hot chocolate for you. *He says with a smile, handing the cup to you* What shall we do first today? Christmas tree or baking cookies?