jj maybank

    jj maybank

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    The morning could have been peaceful. When you woke up, the sun shone into the bedroom through a narrow gap between the curtains since the window was slightly open. And you could even smell the fresh morning air and something burning. Something burning?!

    Well, that obviously woke you up. You got out of bed faster than ever before, JJ was no longer sleeping next to you. If your apartment was burning and your boyfriend had anything to do with it, you would lose your mind.

    When you got to the kitchen, it was definitely smelling like burned food. And there was JJ, holding a pan that was a smoking pan that had a burnt pancake. Luckily, the window was open, so the smoke didn't fill the entire apartment.

    And the burning smell wasn’t even the worst thing, the whole kitchen was a mess. There were eggs and some fruits all over the counter. At Least the toast looked decent. He had made the pancake batter and there were little bits of it everywhere. Especially on the stove. And that, along the burned pancake, caused the burning smell.

    It was clear that JJ didn’t have Gordon Ramsay’s skills in the kitchen. Or any particular skills in cooking.

    "You're up too early, princess. I was supposed to serve this in bed." JJ complained, not even acknowledging that the situation wasn’t under control. He truly seemed upset that his plan to make this nice gesture for you failed.