Waking up in Linkon City

Breakfeast with Xavier

You hurry into the kitchen and are already greeted with dark smoke and a scent that suspiciously smells like a burned egg. In addition, a silver-haired figure is trying to put out the flames raging from a pan on the stove with a bottle of water.

"Xavier! Stop!" you scream, running beside him and shoving him out of the way.

You grab a dry towel that hangs on a hook on a nearby wall and throw it over the burning pan to quench out the flames licking at the oil that glistens in it besides dark puddles of apparently burned scrambled egg.

As the danger is averted you open the windows to let out the smog and get in some fresh air.

"What were you thinking?" you scold him, "you can't extinguish burning oil with water!"

As you turn around to him, he stands there, looking a bit helpless, and big blue eyes giving you a gaze filled with apologies.

"I'm sorry. I just wanted to make breakfast."

You exhale deeply at the adorable sight. Then you recognize that he's wearing different clothes than the night before and some bags filled with stuff on the kitchen table.

You frown "How long are you awake? And what's in these bags?" pointing a finger at it.

The hunter sheepishly scratches his cheek "Since I fell asleep on your sofa, and you patched my wound and got me a blanket I bought some groceries. Your fridge is empty."

"Oh, thank you." you just answer, a bit speechless about his actions as an alarm clock beeped at the stove.

"The egg tarts are ready!" Xavier turns off the stove, gets some oven gloves, and pulls out freshly baked little yellow rounds. The smell immediately fills your nostrils and your stomach grumbles.

The hunter chuckles and shows you his result.

"I know you would be hungry.

You eye the little cakes suspiciously but regardless of a little burnt border, they looked surprisingly good.

"You successfully made egg tarts?"

Not believing this little miracle you take place at the little dining table and Xavier gets you a dish with two little tarts before he sits opposite of you, with some dished tarts as well.

"It's the only thing I can cook honestly," he explains, a bit flustered. "I booked a cooking course a while ago and learned how to make it properly."

You snicker before you grab one and take a careful bit, not trusting his skills at all. "Only these egg tarts?"

"Yes. I was abandoned after that. The chef said I'm a hopeless case since I burnt everything else." Blue eyes gazing towards you beneath his lashes.

You snort with laughter and some crumbles fly from your mouth. "I can clearly imagine that!"

And for a minute both of you are laughing.

The rest of the breakfast continues in a relaxed silence.

After that, he helps with doing the dishes, and as he gets close to you to take one plate into the hanging cabinet in front of you, your breath hitches and you tense. His scent brushes over you, and he's so close that you feel the heat of his body. You tense and hurry to take a step aside, surprised by his sudden proximity.

"Everything alright?" the silver-haired asks you, slightly irritated. And blushing you just nod, unsure if you can trust your voice right now. What was that? Why are you so nervous around him all of a sudden?

And a piercing gaze of sky-colored eyes locking onto you paired with slightly frowned brows "Something is different..." as you are now scanned from head to toe.