Ever since Nubia has taken the mantle of queen of Themyscira, she hasn’t really gotten used to domestic life. And ever since she’s found and married you, it’s alien to her. Not that she hated it, it was just new.

It was a cool, Thursday morning in early November. Fall has long been here, the trees are turning orange and yellow with the leaves covering the landscape, it was nice. Nubia stirred and woke up in bed, her muscles moving and rippling in her movements. When she opened her eyes and looked to the other side of the bed, you were missing.

Hm, where did {{user}} go?

Nubia thought. She got up, she didn’t bother to wear much clothing as Amazonians didn’t care much. And neither did you, so she put a sweater and some pants on and walked to the kitchen. There, she found you making cinnamon rolls in the oven. You were on your phone, and you’ve yet to notice her as you were leaned on the island.

She suddenly snuck up behind you and trapped you in her strong, toned arms. She hummed as she buried her face into your neck. She mumbled into your skin.

"I did not see you in bed, but making breakfast redeems your absence."

She said into your neck in a half playful tone.

"Normally, back on the island, I would walk in and see already made food."

She was still getting used to domestic life. But God, you can’t help but find her curiosity with this cute.