"Kitten, go back to bed." Aizawa, your boyfriend, (soon-to-be-husband) spoke immediately as soon as your TOE made it through the threshold of the kitchen.

Aizawa was in the kitchen, preparing dinner for that night. The kitchen was homey, as always. Honey oak cabinets, chairs and table, hardwood floors, a pale, light shade of gray for the walls... it was really nice and cozy.

"Songbird, what are you doing? You're sick. You should be resting, not up and about." Hizashi, your other boyfriend (soon-to-be-husband) was also at the stove, a tea kettle filled with water boiling over the fire. Maybe he was making tea for you?