Can i request something mostly fluff with a splash of angst where every Sunday you try to have a proper home-cooked meal with Mike but he keeps having to work and misses the meal when you’ve cooked and you keep arguing but then the one week he is free he gets home and you’re not there cause you couldn’t be arsed cooking for no one again so you’re out at a movie or something with a friend. So he decides to try and cook but it goes really wrong. Thank you xx

‘On my way home. Can’t wait for dinner together ❤’

‘That’s nice. I’m not home.’

‘Oh…okay, so you didn’t cook?…’

‘🙄 and when was the last time you were home before dinner got cold?’

‘Not this again. I’m not arguing. It’s the same thing everytime’

‘Who’s arguing? Just stating facts. And if you’re tired of me complaining about the same things…Stop doing them!’

‘Whatever. Is Isaac with you? When will you be home?’

‘No hes at home by himself, where else would he be? I have no idea when we’ll be home.’

Mike sighed. “I’ll just make dinner by myself then”, he said to himself.
Mike stopped by the store and grabbed all the ingredients for stir fry. Feeling very confident, he hurried home.

‘Making dinner. Wish me luck! 😘’ 

 ‘You’ll need it! 😋’ 

“How hard can it be. Meat, veges and rice. Pretty simple.” An hour later he had a pot full of burned rice, dry chicken, and limp vegetables swimming in a stir fry sauce. The burned rice smell was horrible, filling the whole house.

You walked in about a half hour later. “Mike?” You laid a sleeping Isaac on the couch. “What is that smell?”

“That would be dinner.” Mike’s voice startled you. “We need a new pan by the way.”

“What did you make?” You asked with a scrunched nose. “Is that stir fry?”

“I tried okay? I wanted  to do something nice for you.” Mike looked down at you with a contrite look. 

Resting your hands on his arms, you stood on tip toe and kissed his nose. “Well I appreciate the effort babe. Now order me and your daughter some chicken and broccoli, an egg roll and sweet and sour soup from Hunan House”, you said with a giggle rubbing you pregnant belly.

Mike laughed, “okay but remember the deal. I cooked so you have to clean up.”