It was a nice morning. The pan sizzled with bacon and eggs as Bakugou moved around the kitchen. He had this small smile on his lips as he waited for the coffee to brew. 

Eventually, he was done cooking. He admired the table, full of the things he cooked perfectly and he huffed with a smirk. “Heck yeah.” He mutters, glancing up to the stairs. He made his way to the masters bedroom.

When he got there, he saw you still soundly sleeping. Katsuki only arched a brow as he approached the bed, sitting down. He reached to tuck a strand of your hair to your ear and smiled. “Wake up, sweetheart. Breakfast’s ready.” Katsuki, your husband, says with a smile, kissing your temple.