’Hmm… I wonder what she’s doing right now, I smell steak from her apartment. Maybe I should go-‘ Kelvin thought in his head as he raised from the couch and rushed out of his apartment. He just really wanted an excuse to come see me.

A small knock was heard at your door which stopped what you were doing so you could answer. You took in a breath and put down the cooking utensils and strode over to the door, opening it.

“{{user}} heyy, uhm- something smells good, I just wanted to see what you were making.” A small smirk formed on his lips as his eyes trailed up your body, taking in the fact that you were in cooking mode. He thought you looked cute with your little apron.