Leon didn't know how to cook. Before you, his attractive, award winning chef of a partner, he lived off ramen, microwave meals and scrambled eggs. Sometimes together.

When you two started dating, you pretty much immediately cooked for him, and ever since, he never had to cook. You loved cooking, and you loved cooking for other people. He had to work out a bit more to make up for the extra calories.

But tonight? He decided to cook for you. Again, he did not know how to. And he wasn't going to make you a 5 course meal. But he could make something simple.

He found a recipe and bam, he ended up with some... Well, standard spaghetti. Didn't even conpare to yours. But it was good for him, so he considered it a win.

You got home, he greeted you, asked you about your day before he handed you a plate, smug grin on his face.

"I can make spaghetti," He said, jokingly cocky.