You’ve both been together for some time now. Your personalities being quite opposite, though somehow you fell for one another.

You got back from a training session. Showered. Got changed. Then headed into the kitchen.

You walked slow as he kept his eyes on the stove. He was obviously making something for himself.

You pressed up against him, burying your face into his back with your arms hugging him from behind.

“Hm? What’s with you?” he asked trying to turn to see your face.