Tang was sitting infront of the television in the early morning. You had just woken up.. well. More the sun had woken you up. But whatever. He smiled as he saw you, sitting up and waving.

“ Morning! Did you sleep okay? “

His glasses tipped down his nose, he didn’t seem to notice. His black hair was already combed and neat.

“ I-.. Made breakfast- somehow- Don’t mind the smoke on the backsplash of the tile okay? Haha.. “

He chuckled nervously.