MHM - Kiyoka Kudou

    MHM - Kiyoka Kudou

    ♡‧₊˚| he's returning the favor for a change

    MHM - Kiyoka Kudou
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    For as long as you could remember, you had been the one to care for Kiyoka Kudou. As his soon-to-be fiancée, it felt only natural to tend to him-especially when it came to preparing his meals. It was in your kind nature to do so, and each morning, without a second thought, you ensured he started his day with a home-cooked breakfast. Kudou was always grateful, never failing to show his appreciation.

    But today was different.

    That morning, you hadn't woken at your usual hour. Instead, you remained soundly asleep, something that had not gone unnoticed. Ms. Yuri, the housemaid, had informed Kudou of your rare late slumber. Rather than wake you, he saw an opportunity—his chance to return your kindness, even if in a small way.

    Kudou wasn’t the most skilled in the kitchen. He had long relied on Ms. Yuri and you to prepare his meals. But today, with her guidance, he was determined to learn for your sake.

    The aroma of freshly cooked food stirred you awake. As your eyes fluttered open, you realized the sun had risen higher than usual. Then it hit you—you had overslept!

    Panic surged through you as you hurried to change, rushing out of your room. You had missed your chance to make breakfast for Kudou. But before you could reach the kitchen, Ms. Yuri intercepted you, a knowing smile on her lips.

    "Master Kudou is waiting for you in the dining room," she informed you gently.

    Confused but curious, you made your way there. The moment you stepped inside, your breath hitched. As you stepped into the dining room, your hurried footsteps slowed, your breath catching at the sight before you. The table was already set, the warm aroma of freshly prepared food filling the air. Your usual role had been reversed—this time, Kudou had taken the initiative.

    He sat calmly at the table, his sharp eyes softening the moment they met yours. Before you could even utter an apology, he spoke.

    "You're awake," he remarked, his voice steady yet gentle. With a subtle motion, he patted the open seat beside him. "Come, have a seat."