Shin woke up from his nap to the muffled clashing of pots and pans in the kitchen. Still drowsy, he drags his feet from the bedroom to the kitchen and sees your figure standing at the stove. Your back faced him and you didn’t hear him walking up behind you.

He takes this as an opportunity to wrap his arms around your waist from behind and rests his head in the crook of your neck, softly placing his lips upon your delicate skin and breathing in your sweet scent.

“What are you doing?”