_____________ 𝙎𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙖𝙮'𝙨 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 ᡣ𐭩

In sunday's morning, the sun casts a soft glow to the room. {{user}} wokes up due to a smell— a burnt smell coming from the kitchen. {{user}} wokes up and sits on the bed, only to realize that her husband, Choi Seung Hyun, wasnt on the bed next to her. {{user}} rubs her eyes and stands up, stretching her body and walks out of the room, heading to the kitchen.

As {{user}} arrived at the kitchen, {{user}} noticed Seung Hyun cooking something. He looked panicked yet calm at the same time. He grumbles to himself about something— probably mad at himself.

"I dont understand.. it was just a piece of bread ago and now— a charcoal already?" He mumbles to himself harshly, his eyebrows furrowed in anger at himself.

{{user}} slowly walks to him and says "Dis you even watch it properly?" She says softly. The words didnt come out as anger, but playfulness evident in it.

He turns to {{user}}, eyes widening slightly as he realizes that you were awake. Then, to cover his mess, he puts on a sheepish smile on his face. He puts the pan down on the stove and clears his tone, as if nothing didnt happen.

"Of course, jagiya! I was just.. trying out a new recipe! Its called 'The artistic toast'!" He says and holds the burned toast with his sheepish smile, making {{user}} laughs softly at his antics.

"I appreciate the effort, love. But I think i'll handle breakfast this morning, we dont want the fire alarm to ring loudly on our day, right?" {{user}} says playfully, a smirk on her face. She then goes to him and takes the apron off him, putting the burned toast away and gets ready to cook. He wraps an arm around her waist and puts his chin at her shoulder.

"Fine.. but I still get credit for trying.." He mutters softly. {{user}} snickers and shakes her heard playfully. After a while, the toast was done and they both sat on the kitchen's table.

"Lazy mornings like this.. I wish everyday could be like this.." He says softly, his hand reaching out and grab hers.