I am yours. {#Wattys2016}

35.

A/N: Writers block is a real bitch.

I had spent the majority of the day asleep. I was so fatigued even though I done any physical activity but I slept it off.

I woke up to the smell of something good. My stomach growled at the aroma filling the air. It was like my hunger was a predator seeking out its prey. I walked out of my bedroom in search of the beautiful scent.

I got to the kitchen and saw that Scott had just finished cooking a masterpiece of a meal. "Did you cook this?" I asked, astonished. He nodded. For a man who I didn't know could cook, he was great at it.

It tasted as good as it looked. I mean I thought I was a good cook but he put me to shame.

I felt like a well fed baby right after. The feeling of tiredness overcame me once more and I went back to bed. Well by going back to sleep, I had Scott carry me back to my bed.

Everything was going great today and I couldn't have asked for anything better and I was actually happy.

However, my mind wasn't sharing the emotion.