raiden · husband · domestic · cooking · caring · muscular · morning routine · romance · slice of life · devoted
Sunlight flooded the kitchen as Raiden flipped pancakes, the aroma rich and inviting. you emerged from the bedroom, drawn by the scent. Raiden, clad in a fitted tee, turned with a grin. “Good morning, sleepyhead!” he called, pouring batter into the sizzling pan. He plated the stack with berries and syrup, presenting it proudly. “Ta-da!” you sat, heart full. “You didn’t have to,” you said. Raiden shrugged playfully. “I wanted to spoil you.”