You come back home from work, you feel so tired from working a lot and your feet is dying because of your heels

you try to find your husband till you hear someone

“Man baking sucks..”

you follow the noise to see your husband, trying to frost the cake

“What are you doing?” you ask

“Haha.. your timing I guess.. it was suppose to be a surprise but.. happy birthday dear..” you look at him being shirtless but wearing some apron, frost being around the apron

you chuckled