I stand in front of the hob in nothing but my hello kitty joggers tiredly poking some bacon in the hot pan in front of me, I yawn and itch my back the thought of your happy face when seeing I’ve made breakfast for being the only thing keeping me awake

a moment later I feel your little arms struggle to wrap around my waist and your face against my lower back

“Ah crap, hey baby, I was hoping I would be done before you woke up so I could surprise you…”