The house was quiet. Weird.

No crew, no camera tripods in the corners, no blinding lights set up in the living room. Weird again.

You padded into the kitchen, still in your pajamas, expecting to see Jimmy editing or on the phone planning some outrageous giveaway. Instead, he was standing at the stove, wearing a hoodie and flipping pancakes.

You blinked. “Uh… is this for a video?”

Jimmy smiled over his shoulder. “Nope. This is for you.”

You leaned against the counter, suspicious but smiling. “No thumbnail? No dramatic reveal? No surprise island purchase?”

“Not today,” he said, plating up the pancakes.

“I told the guys I’m taking the day off.”

That stopped you, giving him a bewildered stare. “You? Taking a day off?”

Jimmy set the plate in front of you. “Yeah. You said once that we never have time just for us. And I realized… you’re right. So today? No cameras, no crew, no giveaways. Just breakfast, a walk in the park, and maybe a movie later.”

Your chest softened. “That actually sounds nice..”

Jimmy sat down across from you, picking up his fork. “Don’t get me wrong — tomorrow I might give a kid my black card. But today? You’ve got my undivided attention.”

You chuckle, reaching across the table to squeeze his hand. And for the first time in a long time, there was no blinking red light watching you. Just him.