Disclaimer: I don't own Maid Sama. Hiro Fujiwara does.
Note: This is just going to be a collection of pointless cute moments in Takumi and Misaki's life. I know that drabbles are only 100 words, but chapter lengths will vary. None of these chapters are in order. They might have kids in one chapter, and not have any kids the next chapter. They're just random. Yep. Enjoy.
Takumi Usui woke up from his bed, only to be met with the sunshine seeping through the window and an empty bed. He rubbed his eyes, still feeling a little tired. He could smell the scent of eggs and slightly burnt bacon coming from the kitchen.
Of course. His little wife was cooking breakfast for him. How adorable.
He freshened up in the bathroom then made his way to the kitchen. Misaki was still cooking, unaware of his presence. He slowly crept up behind her, then snaked his arms around her dainty waist while resting his chin on her shoulders.
Misaki immediately knew who it was. She turned around to face him with a shy smile. "Good morning, Takumi," she said happily as she cupped his face with her hands.
He smiled. She was so affectionate now, and he loved it. He leaned in for a kiss. "Good morning, Misa."
Misaki turned back around and continued cooking, humming contentedly. Takumi observed the food. Due to living with him for so long, Misaki had gotten significantly better at cooking. Although her cooking was no match for his own and wasn't all that great in general, he still loved it due to how much love and effort she put in. She had even learned how to make English food (courtesy of him, of course).
"That smells delicious. You've gotten so much better at cooking," Takumi complimented.
Misaki rolled her eyes, secretly flattered. "You're just saying that," she said while stirring the eggs.
"Nope. I mean it," Takumi said.
"It was all thanks to you, anyway," Misaki said modestly. "Hey, you remember those rice balls I had to make for school?" Misaki giggled with a smile, looking back at the memory that seemed so far away, yet felt like yesterday at the same time.
"How could I forget?" Takumi said, shuddering playfully. Misaki lightly punched his arm.
"I don't know if I ever told you, but when you left the student council room, I actually sat down and ate the entire bag of those rice balls," Takumi said in a matter-of-fact tone.
Misaki's jaw dropped in shock. "Are you serious?! The entire bag? You could've gotten sick, you idiot!" Misaki scolded.
Takumi shook his head in denial. "I could never get sick of something Misaki made."
Misaki felt a rosy blush creep onto her cheek. After all these years, he still had that affect on her. She would never grow tired of him. "You're so cheesy," she said.
Takumi only smiled, because they both knew that Misaki loved his cheesiness.
Misaki gathered the food then set it down in table. They both sat down and enjoyed the meal that Misaki had prepared.
"Delicious," Takumi said after taking a bite of the burnt piece of bacon.
Misaki tried to hide her smile. He was so sweet. He always put Misaki before hisself, and it warmed her heart.
She suddenly ruffled his soft blonde hair, catching him off-guard. She then leaned in and gave his forehead a soft kiss. She leaned back into her chair with a red blush on her face.
Takumi's green eyes were wide with shock, but then were filled with love. She always managed to surprise him.
As simple as breakfast at the Usui household was, Takumi and Misaki still found themselves looking forward to it every morning.
Thats that! Review please 😊 Would love to hear your thoughts. Love yalllll