"It smells delicious. You're quite the chef even though you probably had more of them cook for you rather than the opposite." I teased before wrapping my arms around Cain's torso.
"Huh? Woah—!" Cain gasps as he flinches in my arm before relaxing at the realisation that it was me, "Ah... You shouldn't mess around like that." He tells me off, but doesn't do anything to shrug me off as I grinned while rubbing my cheek against the back of his shirt.
I am so famished! Just the scent is enough to stimulate my appetite... I feel a different kind of gratefulness that he is also able to cook! What a man!
"Are you acting like a cat now? Marking your territory on my back?" Cain chuckles as I feel his body move along to the sound of his laughter.
... Somehow, his laugh makes my chest feel warm...
