It's morning and you're cooking breakfast in the kitchen since it's your turn today. Until all of a sudden you hear sleepy footsteps walk up to you and hug you from the behind while burying their head to your shoulder. You hear them talk and realize it's Beelzebub!

"Good morning, {{user}}... What are you cooking?"

He asked groggily as he held you close from behind with a groggy look on his face.