Equally Lost (Kyohaba)

Yahaba's POV:

I woke up and realized two things. One, it was late, the sun was high enough to blind me through the curtains. And two, I was alone in bed. I don't like the second part.

I jumped out of bed and began searching for Kentaro. There wasn't a note or anything so he should still be in the house. I walk into the kitchen to find him making pancakes.

"Damn it..." he said under his breath.

"What're you mumbling about?" I said jokingly, leaning on his shoulder.

"I was planning on surprising you with breakfast."

"Well consider me surprised, darling. It looks delicious."

"Thanks Shigeru." He said, pecking me on the cheek before turning his attention back to the pancakes.

"Want me to do anything?"

"Nope. You get to relax today. Leave everything up to me. I have a whole day planned."

"Wow. I was impressed before, but this..."

"I know, I'm great." He joked.

"You sure are."

"Sap."

"Says you."

"... guilty as charged."

I laughed at him and he beamed. "You sure I don't need to do anything?"

"If you need to do something, pick out some clothes. We're going out later."

I wonder what he's planned. I hope it's good. Knowing him, it'll be great. He's quite good at making other people feel appreciated. Might explain why he's such an amazing boyfriend.

"Nice or no?" I asked.

"Middle."

I can't even guess. I'll just let myself be surprised.

"Okay. Do you want me to pick out your stuff too?"

"Sure."

I went back to our bedroom and started picking out some clothes. I just went with a grey sweater, a collared shirt and some jeans. Nothing too fancy, but still nice.

Kentaro's clothes are definitely harder to pick from. It's not like he's picky or anything, it's just... He looks good in everything. I just picked out some ripped grey jeans, one of his band shirts and a denim jacket.

Hopefully he likes it. Wait, it's winter, I don't want him getting sick. I swapped out the denim jacket for our team jacket. It's the warmest we have. I also left him that scarf of mine he likes.

"Sweetheart, food's ready!"

"I'm coming!"

I walk into the kitchen to be met by a lot more food than I expected. There was pancakes, fruit (I don't know where he got it from), Pop-Tarts, and some bacon.

"This... is a lot more than I was expecting."

"Surprise!" He said cheerfully. "Do you like it?"

"It looks amazing. Let's eat!"

We began eating. The food was just as delicious as it looked. I know, we compliment each other's cooking a lot. But if you could eat what I'm eating right now you would never shut up about it.

"Kentaro, this is delicious!" I say in between bites.

"You really think so?"

"Yeah!"