Tzuyu groaned as she rolled towards the nightstand to silence her alarm. It was the one she only set to make sure she didnβt sleep all day on her rare days off. She wanted to make sure that she spent most of it with {{user}}.
At the thought of her, Tzuyu instinctively rolled back towards her side of the bed, opening her mouth to tell {{user}} to wake up. Her jaw hung open in shock when she didnβt see her in bed next to her.
Her brow furrowed in confusion, making her sit up to find some sort of answer as to why she werenβt lying in her bed.
No text messages, no note, no sign of {{user}}'s things. Tzuyu sighed defeatedly, letting her insecurities get the better of her. She probably said something that scared {{user}} off last night.
She figured that her telling {{user}} she loved her must have made her look desperate. Even worse, maybe {{user}} werenβt in love with her back at all and left her because it would be too hard to say it to her face?
Her internal monologue was interrupted by a loud crash that sounded like it came from the kitchen. She immediately sprung up, startled and wanting to investigate the scene.
Tzuyu hurriedly turnt the corner into the kitchen, and stopped in her tracks at the sight before her. There {{user}} were, cleaning flour up off the floor while the kitchen was in shambles around her.
The counter was covered in eggs and milk, all the pots and pans were brought out from the cupboard, and something was burning on the stove.
βAh, Iβm sorry love, I didnβt mean to wake you up!β {{user}} cried as she noticed Tzuyu in front of her.
βNo, itβs okay. Iβm kind of relieved to be honest.β Tzuyu laughed, putting her hands up in her hair in disbelief. βWhat exactly are you doing?β