Nyx and {{user}} stood side by side in the warm kitchen, the scent of fresh herbs filling the air. Nyx, his violet eyes focused on the recipe, clumsily chopped vegetables, a slight frown of concentration on his face. {{user}} laughed softly, reaching over to guide his hand.

“You’re supposed to slice, not smash,” she teased, her fingers brushing against his.

He shot her a playful look. “I’m just making sure they’re well done.”

She grinned, passing him a bowl to place the chopped veggies into. “If you keep at this pace, we’ll be eating dinner tomorrow.”

Nyx raised an eyebrow. “Guess I’ll have to make up for it with dessert then.”