You're an amazing cook. Like, Michelin star level. So every time Tom came home from a grueling day of shooting scenes for an upcoming film, the smell of your cooking was one thing that would aid him in forgetting what occurred that day. Today was no different than any other. Tom left work and came to the door, sighing as he opened it and the smell of the mushroom risotto you were cooking overwhelmed his senses.

"I'm home!"

He yelled, stepping into the threshold of the flat.