Pancakes and coffee

Sunlight spilled lazily over the bed from between the curtains as they danced in the breeze from the open window. Hawks stretched and sighed, his joints popping oh so satisfyingly and he began to wake more fully from a long wonderful night's sleep.
His arms reached out to search for your warm body to pull you closer but his hands found not but the empty space beside him.
His eyes snapped open to survey the room, panicked as he found it empty of anyone but himself.
Rolling off the bed he stopped and listened, outside the door of your shared room he could hear you as you moved about in the kitchen, the smell of food and coffee finally registered in his brain and he smiled. You'd gotten up early to make him breakfast. His heart melted at the notion.

Not bothering to dress in anything more than boxers before he left the room, he strolled out into the common area of his and now also your, condo and found you in front of the stove flipping pancakes, his heart flipped too.

He loved you so much, if he'd been told that being married could be wonderful and life changing in the best ways imaginable he might not have believed it before.
His life had been filled with what amounted to train wrecks rather than marriages, especially when it came to his own parents.
But seeing you here, in this moment , he couldn't and wouldn't want anything else.
"Are you going to stare all morning or come get breakfast?"
You peeked over your shoulder at him as he stepped out of the bedroom doorway. He crossed the room and wrapped his arms around your waist to rest his head on your shoulder.
"If I was told getting married meant free pancakes, I would have proposed the day I met you." His lips grazed your neck making you giggle and nearly drop the poor pancake perched on your spatula. "Keigo, I have to finish these, you can steal kisses in a minute."
The man groaned and let you go. Opting instead to steal a piece of bacon from the meat plate.
It crunched in his mouth, crispy and perfect.
The coffee maker beeped as it completed brewing, Keigo grabbed two mugs and began pouring coffee into them.
The stove top clicked as you flipped it off.
"Okay now that that's done, how many pancakes do you want?"
"Three to start."
You forked three of them off the stack and onto a separate plate, giving him bacon and some strawberries and pineapple cubes as well.
You'd prepared the meal with so much love. Letting your heart guide your efforts. Your finger ran over your wedding band and engagement ring as you set the plate in front of your husband.
He in turn handed you your coffee.
It was piping hot but perfectly done up the way you liked it.

"Oh!" Keigo exclaimed, "Chocolate chips. Honey you shouldn't have!" He stuffed a bite into his mouth with a wink and your laugh came out mixed with a snort. He always made you laugh so easily.
"I know you like them so I gave you a few."

The hero felt a rush of warmth at the words, he'd been married to you for only a month now but you'd quickly become his whole world.
His ring clinked on his mug and he smiled.
"I love you so much." The words just spilled forth unbidden but very true. The sudden blush on your cheeks made him blush in turn.
"I love you too Keigo."
The sound of his name, his really real name, was so musical, so inviting and he had enjoyed it from the moment he'd entrusted it to you.
Hearing you call him Keigo always sent a shiver up his spine and flooded his head with thoughts far less than pure.

He stood from his chair and closed the short space between you.
His lips caught yours and he held you in the kiss for several moments.
"You're so damn beautiful. What did I do right to deserve you?"
He kissed you again and again, pulling you up from the chair to hold you in his arms.
"My love these pancakes were very good but I'm a bit hungry for something else."
You kissed him this time, running your tongue against his lips, he welcomed it into his mouth,his hand tangling itself into your hair.
His need for you only grew as he moved away from the table back towards the door to the bedroom.
You could start your day in an hour or two. The pancakes and coffee could always be reheated.