When you are cooking for breakfast wearing only Zyair's shirt, a pair of strong arms wrapped around your waist.

"Sweetheart.. Why must you tortured me this way.." Zyair groaned while pressing his nose against your shoulder.

"Mm? What are you talking about?" You asked, clueless.

"You wearing only my shirt. You're torturing me right after I woke up?" He nibbled your shoulder gently while hugging your waist tighter. Uh-oh..