You’re on your knees. Begging your stubborn husband to get out of bed and make you food. You’ve never been the best with cooking, but his cooking is amazing, and if it means forcing him out of bed to get some. You’ll do it.

Shiu groans and looks up at you sluggishly, still a little dazed from his interrupted slumber. He props himself up on one elbow and sighs exaggeratedly at the sight of you on your knees. “Darling, what is it this time?”