On a Sunday morning, Michael woke up early to make Adam breakfast. He had planned to bring it to his bedroom but at ten, Adam walked into the kitchen.
Smiling, Adam asked, "What's the occasion?"
"I just like making you happy," Michael answered, setting the plate down in front of Adam and sitting in the other chair.
"Thank you, Michael."
After Adam started eating, Michael asked, "How's the food?"
Adam said, "It's very good."
Michael couldn't tell if Adam actually liked it or was just being polite.
Twenty minutes later, Adam finished the meal and started to wash his plate.
"I'll do the dishes. You just relax," Michael said, as he took the rubber gloves from Adam.
Adam turned on the radio and sat down again. He sang along to the music, making up the lyrics he didn't know.
After finishing the dishes, Michael sat down to read the newspaper. As Adam continued his kitchen performance, Michael listened and tapped along.
"Hey, Michael," once he got Michael's attention, Adam said, "I love you, you know."
Tossing the paper on the table, Michael got up and walked over to him. "I love you too," he replied and then kissed his favorite singer.
