(I'll do Female and Nonbinary reader ones too.)
Slowly, the Lilith woke up, stretching tiredly. She noticed the lack of heat beside her and grabbed her round, black rimmed glasses, looking over at his side of the bed. To her surprise (Y/N) was not there. Lilith was always a naturally nervous and worried person, so of course that made her a little nervous. She climbed out of the bed and began searching for him.
"(Y-Y/N)?" She called out, glancing into the kitchen. She spoke softly as usual, her French accent obvious.
Then, she spotted him, standing over the stove.
"(Y/N)!" She ran over, hugging him, laughing.
(Y/N) felt the warm hug and looked down at the short girl. "Morning snowflake." He smiled and patted her head. "Go sit down. Breakfast will be ready soon."
Lilith looked up at him. "Y-you d-didn't h-have to m-m-make breakfast. I-I c-could've d-done i-it." She fixed her glasses and walked to the table, climbing into a chair. She tied her long white hair up into a messy bun, leaving the fringe down.
(Y/N) finished the food, dividing it onto plates and turning off the stove. Balancing the plates, he brought them to the table. He set the plates down and sat across from her. Reaching across with one hand, Lilith gently grabbed (Y/N)'s hand, holding it in her own thin hand. Usually, she would've worn gloves, to cover scars and to prevent any skin to skin contact, but (Y/N) made her feel safe. He wouldn't hurt her. Not like everyone else did. (Y/N) looked at her with a smile and Lilith returned it.
"I-I l-love y-you," She said, smiling. She was always smiling when they were together. She couldn't help it.
"I love you too, Lil's. Now eat. The foods getting cold," He joked.
Lilith gave a small laugh and took a fork in her free hand. She began to eat. Not long after, she'd finished, not even eating half the plate.
"T-thank y-you for c-c-cooking breakfast. I-it w-was really g-good!"
"You are very welcome and I'm glad you like it. You didn't finish though?" Y/N tilted his head. It was always hard to tell if Lilith was actually full or not. She was prone to lying about that.
"I-I'm f-full." She nodded.
"Hm. Okay then." He gathered up the plates and went to the sink.
Lilith followed close behind. "I-I c-can do the d-dishes. Y-you c-cooked, n-now g-give them thto m-me and g-go s-sit down." She reached her hands out, taking the plates from him. (Y/N) sat back down as Lilith walked over to the sink and cleaned off the plates. After she finished, the quickly walked over to the couch, sitting down beside him. She leaned her head on his arm and took her poetry book out of her pocket. Lilith opened the book and pulled her knees to her chest, beginning to write. (Y/N) wrapped an arm around the smaller girl, smiling happily as he watched her write. Lilith always seemed more at peace when she was writing. Taking on an expression similar to sleeping. She yawned and slowly put the book away.
"W-warm..." She mumbled, her tone holding an obvious tiredness.
(Y/N) chuckled as Lilith slowly fell asleep.
"I love you Lilith, more than you will ever know." He said softly, thinking that she was already asleep.
"I l-love y-you t-too (Y/N)," She replied, only being half asleep. She tries to say more, but instead falls into the comfortable embrace of sleep.