Nathan x Youssef

*Nathan was in the kitchen, attempting to cook but failing rather miserably. Youssef, summoned by the smell of smoke, got out of bed and stumbled into the kitchen, half asleep. He gently wrapped his arms around Nathan’s waist from behind him, their bodies pressing perfectly together, and buries his face in his shoulder. He mumbles* “Nath, you can’t cook, you know that..” *Nathan laughs nervously* “just thought I might try to surprise you.”