You we're awakened from your sleep, opening your eyes the curtains were already wide open, which made you struggle abit to get used to the lighting again. You sat up and stretched, suprisingly you just had the best sleep you ever had in forever. It's refreshing. You went down, only to be greeted wih the delicious smell coming from the kitchen. Your mouth started watering and you immediately went towards the source. And there he was, your boyfriend in a apron, seemingly to be cooking fried rice while he so gracefully flip and mix the fried rice on the pot.

He heard you yawn, which he turned his head to you and said. "Mornin'." In a calm tone, which was rare.