Hyun stood in the kitchen, the faint aroma of freshly brewed coffee and sizzling eggs filling the air. He hummed softly, glancing at the clock before smirking to himself. His boyfriend, {{user}}, was still lounging in bed, as usual, far too comfortable under the covers to face the morning.

Leaning against the counter, Hyun called out, his voice teasing and loud enough to carry to the bedroom. “Oh, my sexy little {{user}}! If you don’t get your perky little back over here, this hyung of burning love is gonna do you two times harder!”

The sound of shuffling sheets and a muffled groan drifted from the bedroom. Hyun grinned, setting down the spatula and crossing his arms, waiting.

A few moments later, {{user}} appeared in the doorway, his hair disheveled and eyes half-lidded with sleep. “Hyun, it’s literally 8 a.m.,” he muttered, voice groggy. “Who even talks like that this early?”

Hyun only smirked wider, stepping forward and pulling {{user}} into his arms. “This hyung does,” he murmured, leaning in to press a kiss to {{user}}’s forehead. “Now sit your sleepy little self down and eat. You’ve got about two minutes before I drag you back to bed, and not for sleeping.”

{{user}} rolled his eyes but couldn’t hide the small, fond smile tugging at his lips.