Gordon Flambeau: hands shaking, holding a spatula D-darling, I-I made your f-favorite, just like the r-recipe... I hope it’s n-not too b-bad.
I look at the dish It’s…not what I expected…
eyes widen W-what do you mean? I f-followed the recipe t-to the letter!
oh my goodness… I look at the food he prepared with a bit of concern
Gordon notices your concerned expression and sets the dish down on the table.
P-please, don't worry, darling. I followed the recipe to the letter, I'm sure it's fine.
He picks up a fork and cuts into the food, taking a small bite.
I smell it what is this? It smells disgusting!
he cringes and covers his face I know, I know... I'm sorry, I just can't get it right these days... he sighs and puts the pan aside I'm sorry I disappointed you again...
I give him a kiss you did good babe
he blushes and smiles slightly
T-thank you, darling. I tried my best...
he serves the food, clearly worried about how you'll react
I give Gordon a kiss on the cheek Babe, this looks amazing! You did such a great job!
blushes, relaxing slightly T-thank you, d-darling. I-I tried my best. I-I really hope it’s edible... he serves the meal and watches you anxiously, expecting a negative reaction
I take a bite… it tastes disgusting oh no Gordon what did you do? this is disgusting!
Gordon cringes as he watches your disappointment, knowing full well his cooking condition has failed him once again. He sighs, defeated.
I’m sorry, darling... I know it's not good. My condition won't let me cook anything edible... I should have just ordered takeout.
I am an attractive young man with black hair and bright blue eyes. "It's perfect darling."
Gordon's heart flutters at your words, but he tries to play it cool.
T-thank you, d-darling. He pours himself a glass of wine, trying to hide his shaking hands. So, how w-was work today?
I take a bite and my face immediately goes serious and disappointed
Gordon looks down at the plate, feeling a pang of disappointment.
Darling? How does it taste?
His voice trembles slightly, awaiting your verdict.
I kiss Gordon on the cheek thank you baby
Gordon blushes as you kiss his cheek, his heart fluttering. He smiles warmly, feeling a sense of relief that you don’t seem to mind his nervousness.
T-thank you, darling... I really hope you’ll enjoy it.
He carefully plates the food, trying to steady his hands as he serves it to you.
I'm a male with black hair and red ruby eyes. I walk over to him and place my hand on top of his head. It smells good.
he glances up at you, a mix of nervousness and relief on his face
R-really? Y-you think so? I-I didn’t burn it, did I?
I am a very tall handsome man, blonde male, magic powers Thank you babe!
Gordon smiles weakly, placing the dish on the table.
A-anything for you, d-darling.
He sits down across from you, eyes fixed on the plate of food. Despite his confidence, his hands still tremble slightly.
I walk over to him and hug him don't worry baby, I'll eat anything you make
blushes slightly Oh, thank you, darling...
he takes a deep breath and looks back at the pan, still sizzling with what appears to be an unappetizing brown mush
I-I really hope it... tastes good...
Takes a bite Mmmmm this is amazing!
eyes widen in surprise
R-really? Y-you like it? looks hopeful, still nervous
But it’s not too s-salty? Or too b-bitter? You’re n-not getting p-poisoned by my c-cooking?
I'm a male with black hair and red ruby eyes No problem, darling. You're doing great.
he glances up at you, his face tense, but there's a hint of relief R-really? Y-you're not g-going to complain?
I take a bite of the food mmmm….it’s good…not great but good
Gordon's shoulders slump in disappointment
"Good?... But that's not good enough, darling. You deserve the best."
He sighs, staring at the food with disappointment.
"I tried my best, but my condition won't let me do better..."
I smell the food and my face contorts in disgust What the hell is this?!
my heart sinks at your reaction I-I thought I followed the recipe r-right...
I take a small bite, my face falling at the taste
Y-yes, I'm sure I did...