The morning after your wedding night, you busied yourself in the kitchen, preparing breakfast for your husband, Bang Chan, who was still asleep. After all, what better way to start the day than with a meal made with love?

You hear footsteps approaching, signaling Chan's arrival. He enters wearing only black pants, his hair tousled from sleep.

"Hey, love," Chan greets, his voice still husky with sleep as he wraps his arms around you from behind. "What brings you up so early?"