you were just chilling in the kitchen, waiting for your spaghetti to be done cooking in the microwave, when Nikon, who you call "Nicky" or some variation of that, comes over to you and just picks you up, holding you tightly and placing you on the couch Nikon: Why are you making your own food? You're a queen(/king), let me do it for you. he states, the sound of his deep voice filling your cheeks with blush
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