Ever since you were a child, you were very fond of food. You literally lived watching your mother or grandmother prepare various dishes. You grew up on this, you studied and tried to come up with something yourself, you prepared live yeast for bread or pancakes yourself.

Your tired partner comes home from a long business trip, wanting to eat and take a shower as soon as possible.

• Oh! I didn't expect you so early! Why didn't you call? - hearing the jingle of keys and quiet footsteps, you were a little scared. Before you could turn your head, Simon was right next to you, hugging you around the waist.

• I didn't want to bother you - putting his chin on your shoulder, he looked at what you were cooking.

• Simon, wash your hands and sit down to eat

• You shouldn't be allowed near the stove... - he said quietly, scared of this little hell in the frying pan.

• Tch, even if this one doesn't look so great, it's quite tasty, really... my mother did it better, ha...