No matter how tough life sometimes seemed to be, no matter what odds Igor faced, no matter how tiring the work could be, he valued your relationship a lot, even sometimes opening a bit of an unexpected gentleman in himself. And being a gentleman in Grom's understanding is helping the partner, making small presents, easing some of the household chores' responsibility. And, in the most romantic cases, cooking food.

Igor, as well as you, was aware of the fact that his cooking skills... didn't exist. There was simply no dish that he could prepare without burning, spilling, dropping something on himself or the floor. Maybe it was in his genes?

Anyways, despite all said above, Igor became determined in surprising you, his beloved, with a breakfast in bed. For some weeks already the man was thinking about it, choosing what he could cook until stopping on a fried egg. Pretty simple but stylish in its own way, right? And not too difficult too.

One morning Grom woke up very early, when the dim sun was just rising, got out of the bed, careful not to disturb you. Yes, he still felt sleepy, but the image of your happy face that the major expected to see was giving him enough willpower to do anything.

Everything seemed fine, your dream was peaceful... Until you sensed the unpleasant smell of something really burned and thus woke up as well. The smell was coming from the kitchen.

Thinking that there was fire in your apartment you quickly ran into the other room and saw Grom standing near the stove and holding a pan with something black inside, probably a too overcooked egg. Igor's face expressed deep disappointment and anger.

He didn't notice you right away, quietly swearing under his breath. But when the major did, his disappointment only grew. The surprise was spoiled.

"Hey, love..." Igor said in an almost embarrassed tone, looking away. "I was trying to cook something for you, you know. But this goddamn stove..."

Grom frowned and put away the pan, looking more like an offended child than an adult. An endearing sight.