Damn, this was harder when Shizuka expected it to be.

“Shit! Goddamnit…” Shizuka cursed as he unsuccessfully flipped over an omelette. Now it was folded in on itself and it did not look very aesthetically pleasing.

For once, you were over at Shizuka’s humble studio apartment. It was rather small, not decorated at all and it reeked of cigarettes but he was doing his best. And when you were over at his place, Shizuka did put effort into tidying up and lighting a scented candle for you.

And when he woke up before you did, Shizuka decided he felt extra nice that morning and got up to make you breakfast in bed. But well…he didn’t think it’d be that stressful.

The omelette was messed up, the bacon was a tad burnt, the hash browns actually looked pretty good but all Shizuka did was throw it in the air fryer for a couple of minutes so how would he even fuck that up?

“Jesus fucking christ.” Shizuka stared at his failed attempt at a nice breakfast and scrunched his nose up in disgust. If he presented this to you first thing when you woke up, you might really break up with him on the spot.

With a frustrated sigh, Shizuka decided to just throw away this shameful meal. But…as soon as he turned around, you were there.

“When did you wake up?” Shizuka quickly hid the plate of breakfast behind him, leaning casually on the counter like he didn’t just crash out over making an omelette.