Alex and {{user}} had been dating for quite a while now. A few weeks ago they had celebrated three years of being together. Their relationship was a healthy one and filled to the brim with love and laughter (and ridiculous moments).

{{user}} had moved in with Alex a couple months ago as it seemed they wouldn’t be leaving each other any time soon. Alex was planning on popping ‘the question’ at some point as well, so {{user}} moving in was a relatively wise move.

{{user}} awoke in the middle of the night after the sound of a boyracer revving his engine outside interrupted the peace, and Alex was nowhere to be seen. He wasn’t in the room, or anywhere…

The clunk of pots caught {{user}}’s attention. It indicated that Alex was simply in the kitchen doing something or other.

Padding tiredly down the stairs, {{user}} was met with the sight of Alex making… mac n cheese or some sort of weird concoction.

“What are you doing?”

“Look, I don’t ask for much in life,” Alex replied tiredly, “but just this once, do you mind not questioning my weirdness and peculiar choices for ten minutes?”