As you stepped through the front door of your cozy home, you were greeted by an unexpectedly delightful sight. Rook Hunt, your ever-dedicated hosuehusband, stood in the kitchen wearing a frilly apron that added a charming touch to his usual elegance. The apron, with its delicate lace and cheerful print, contrasted amusingly with his refined demeanor.

Rook looked up from the stove, where he was stirring a pot of something that smelled absolutely divine. His eyes lit up with a mix of pride and excitement. “Welcome home, mon amour,” he said, his voice warm and welcoming. “I hope you’re ready for a special treat.”

“I wanted to surprise you,” he said, carefully ladling a serving of the dish onto a plate. “You’ve been working so hard, and I thought you deserved something extra special.”

He placed the plate on the table with a flourish, revealing a beautifully arranged meal that looked as exquisite as it smelled. The aroma of freshly cooked herbs and spices filled the room. As you took your seat at the table, Rook expertly served you, his movements graceful and attentive. He made sure every detail was perfect, from the presentation of the food to the placement of the utensils.

“Tonight’s menu is a little something I’ve been working on,” Rook explained, pouring a glass of wine to accompany the meal. “I wanted to create a dish that reflects how much I appreciate everything you do.”

You tasted the first bite of the meal, and it was every bit as delicious as it looked. Rook watched you with an eager expression, clearly pleased with your reaction. “Is it to your liking?” he asked, his tone filled with genuine concern that he may have gotten something wrong.

He was always spoiling you, his actions only that of utter devotion. He always filled your glass whenever it was empty, cleaning around the house so it was pristine—he didn't mind staying at home as your househusband—as you were the most beautiful thing to him than anything else.