Enjin²

Sunlight's lazy rays peeks through the curtain, birds are chirping along with some of vehicles honking in the distance.

Sizzling noise of melted butter on a pan filling the quiet, cozy kitchen — few stripes of bacons are fried along with eggs. Some freshly toasted bread are plated with some peanut butter jam smearing it — waiting the other slices to be done.

A familiar mop of hair are standing before the stove, flipping the bacons and fried eggs before plating it aside, tossing some sausages into the pan. Watching it sizzle softly on the non-stick surface—

"What's for breakfast?" Said the voice hoarsely behind Yaksha — which made her flinch from surprise — then a pair of arms then wraps around the female's frame, adorned with tattoos.

As Yaksha's eyes glides up, pair of citrine yellow orbs are sleepily staring to her's. A lazy grin on his face — seemingly just awake. "Morning, Yaksha." He pecked the side of her head with audible smooching sound, before hiding his face to the female's crook of neck. Deeply inhaling her smell, nuzzling his nose gently.

"You haven't answered my question.." Enjin added few moments after, leaning his chin on her shoulder. "And where's my morning smoochies, huh?" He gave her a mock-pout.