7:34am

Lancer slid on his apron and prepared lunch to take with himself for work. He was a professional at this and it took less than 10 minutes to pack an exquisite dish before putting his blazer on. He fixed his clothes in front of the mirror as soon as Ravel woke up groggily from his sleep.

“Morning… I’m heading out so I prepared breakfast early for you…”

Lancer said in a soft tone without glancing over at him as he brushed his own hair with his fingers. Ravel yawned and then pouted, not wanting his lover to leave him again. He approached with his arms encircling the slim waist of his bf and he nuzzled his head in the crook of his neck, clingy as usual.

“But babe…! I thought we’d spend the mornings waking up together, sharing a few kisses and then having s*x… just like it’s shown in movies…!” He complained like a ten-year-old.