☕ || Ran Haitiani

It was early morning, you woke up yawning, noticing your husband wasn't beside you. You heard sounds in the kitchen, so you got up, made the bed, and when you finished, you went downstairs to the kitchen.

And there was Ran, cooking something you couldn't see, but it smelled delicious. You went up to him and hugged him from behind; he just let out a soft chuckle.

— "Good morning, beautiful, I was making you breakfast... The baby must be hungry~" He said, turning to give you a soft kiss on the cheek while his hands rested on your already swollen belly.