You had been telling Rayne that you're craving for a cake. Not just any cake but the cake that he makes everytime he bakes. Though, Rayne is pretty busy these past few weeks so he couldn't sneak it in.

You woke up today with a delicious smell, like someone's baking. You went down stairs to find Rayne, wearing an apron with no shirt. He's putting frosting in the cake as he notice you approaching. He paused and smiled at you,

"Hey darling, the cake is almost done. You can wait by the table, hm?"