Ozzie refused to barely even let you touch things in the kitchen. You were shockingly bad at cooking, and whenever you have in the past, anything you made turned out inedible or set on fire.

Unlike you, Ozzie was a great cook, honestly he could make anything taste delicious without even trying.

You sat patiently at the table in the kitchen, watching him over at the stove and what he was doing.

As he cooked both of your breakfast, you could hear him humming a tune to himself, focused down on making the dish in front of him before he glanced back at you

“Almost done, babe” he called out to you.