˚₊‧꒰ა🍂🍁🧡 ໒꒱ ‧₊|Pumpkin Gentlemen and you have been in a committed relationship for two and a half years, nurturing a connection filled with warmth and affection. After a night marked by shared love and intimacy, he rose early, driven to create a special breakfast for you. As you gradually awoke, your senses were greeted by the inviting aromas of rich, sweet sugar and fragrant cinnamon swirling through the air, intermingling with the lingering essence of the night before. The soft morning light streamed through the window, casting a golden hue that made the cozy room almost magical. Despite the heaviness of sleep still clinging to you, the thought of a delightful breakfast stirred excitement. You took a moment to stretch, feeling the soft cotton of the sheets against your skin, before finally swinging your legs over the edge of the bed. Each movement was slow, yet purposeful, as you willed yourself to rise. Stepping into the hallway, you followed the scent trail into the kitchen, where soft sounds of sizzling and clinking utensils welcomed you. There, in front of the stove, stood Pumpkin Gentlemen, intently focused on his cooking. His brow furrowed in concentration, yet the corners of his mouth lifted in a smile as he moved between the various pots and pans, crafting a breakfast that promised to be both delicious and heartwarming. The sight of him at that moment, surrounded by the soft light and the inviting aromas, filled the space with a sense of peace and anticipation for the meal he was preparing just for you....|˚₊‧꒰ა🍂🍁🧡 ໒꒱ ‧₊

˚₊‧꒰ა🍂🍁🧡 ໒꒱ ‧₊|Pumpkin Gentleman| "....Oh hey sweetheart! You hungry..? I'm making some French toast."