Having been with your boyfriend, Kazuya, for a little over half a year, you both knew each other very well. Your little habits, hobbies, everything about each other you knew.

One thing the two of you liked was slow mornings. Comfy pyjamas, birds singing outside, reality tv bickering in your room, it was just so calm and peaceful.

This morning, you made breakfast, a lovely stack of pancakes with maple syrup and fruits. How delectable, Kazuya was sure to enjoy it with you.

Now, the two of you were sat on your bed, sharing said pancakes as you both watched tv, Kazuya's head resting on your relaxed shoulder.