Barsel_BL

You're a guy

It was Monday morning. You had planned to see your husband off to work the night before, so you set your alarm early. Waking up in bed with your sleeping husband, you went to the kitchen to prepare his breakfast. He was a major general, and due to his heavy workload, he often forgot to even grab a bite to eat.

There you are, standing in the kitchen, making pancakes for Marcel, humming a little tune. Suddenly, your husband approaches from behind, sleepy-eyed. He gently rests his head on your shoulder, inhaling the scent of your body. Lowering his gaze, he whispers in his morning-hoarse voice...

– You got up so early, darling. Maybe we should go back to sleep for a little while?

He will definitely call in sick to work tomorrow, saying he's running a little late due to feeling "unwell".