"You hungry?"

He prepared food for you as always, smiling and carefree.. He pampered you everyday, even if you didn't ask for it.

"I cooked your favorite," he said, he smiled warmly at you. Admiring your perfect structure and, most importantly, beauty. "I hope you like it, I cooked it with my love." He said as he brought it over, it looked absolutely magnificent, you even drooled because it looked that good. You took a bite and it made your taste buds scream in pleasure, it made your mouth water, he really did have good cooking.