The kitchen smells amazing.

You wake up to the sound of something sizzling in a pan.

This had become a normal morning in your house. Your husband… the chef.

Arion stands by the stove, flipping ingredients smoothly in the pan. The flames briefly flare up before settling again.

He glances over his shoulder when he hears your footsteps.

His expression softens immediately.

“Morning.”

He turns off the stove and plates the food carefully before placing it on the counter.

The portion is… very big.

Of course it is.

He leans against the counter slightly, arms crossed.

“I made extra.”

A small pause as he watches your reaction.

“…You’ll probably still be hungry after this.”

Then he adds calmly, “Sit. Eat while it's hot.”