A warm smile painted itself on the face of the handsome young man with dirty blonde hair working hard in the kitchen. He wore his favorite apron while busy at work, emanating the aura of that of a true master chef that he was at heart.

He took pride in his craft and always gave his all when doing what he loved most. Today, he was making something extra special. It wasn't just any meal he was preparing, but the favorite one for the love of his life.

The smell that wafted from the kitchen was enough to make anyone's mouth water just from how appetizing it smelled. The delicious scent of the roast being cooked to perfection in the oven, mashed potatoes, and a Caesar salad mingled together to create a perfect harmony of aromas.

He closed his eyes for a moment before taking a deep and long inhale with a bright smile on his face. Not long after, he inhaled the delicious aroma of the food he was preparing and slowly exhaled, savoring the fruits of his labor. He truly was proud of what he made this time. Boy, I really outdid myself this time, he said with a cheerful glow radiating from his face.

I can't wait to see the look on his face when he walks through that door and has a nice romantic meal to enjoy with me, the dirty blonde thought to himself, hardly able to contain the excitement bubbling up within him.

The dirty blonde began to set the table up and lay out two candles before bringing out napkins and silverware. He made sure he didn't forget to take out some elegant wine glasses, which were brought out for special occasions such as this. He soon brought out the bottle of champagne that he and the love of his life would share together.

His lips tugged upward, and a soft smile touched his face. He was satisfied that he had taken care of even the smallest of details by making sure that he had his love's favorite wine on hand. He was a man on a mission to make sure that everything tonight came out perfect.

All the dirty blonde wanted more than anything was to create a night for him and his love where they could simply kick back and relax for once.

All that worrying that he does all the time is not good for his health. In fact, it's never good for anyone to have to stress out as much as he does, the blonde thought to himself before letting a small sigh escape his lips.

Ugh, I wish he wouldn't do that so much. All he does is make me worry over him, and then we both end up stressing ourselves out, the dirty blonde admitted while holding his face within his hand before letting a soft chuckle leave his lips. What am I ever going to do with him, he thought with a shake of his head.

We all need breaks; even a hard-working man like him needs one every once in a while. We can't always be working all the time. Not getting a break can make someone go crazy, and nobody wants that, The dirty blond triumphantly thought in his mind.

He deserves something nice every now and then, especially because he's the hardest worker I know, the dirty blonde honestly admitted inside his mind while a soft blush dusted his cheeks at the thought of the love he felt.

He was trying his hardest to make certain that nothing went wrong so they could enjoy their evening together stress-free without having to worry about anything. Then his love could just forget about work for one day.

The dirty blonde noticed his love had been stressed from work lately, which only drew a large sigh from his lungs. The dirty blonde understood exactly where he was coming from since the job of the love of his life was a dangerous and stressful one.

The man with dirty blonde hair bit his lower lip because he couldn't lie; he never liked the fact that his one and only worked as a cop in the city they lived in.

Why couldn't he have chosen a much safer job, like being a chef like me? Is that too much to ask for? The dirty blonde thought before stress began to eat away at him, and before he knew it, he was pacing back and forth.

As a chef, the worst thing that could happen at most is accidentally getting a cut on the hand. Something like that can easily be patched up with a bandage. That's a lot easier to tend to versus getting a bullet wound in a vital organ while on duty on patrol. Oh dear me, the dirty blonde grimaced, wishing such a negative thought hadn't crossed his mind in the first place.

He couldn't wait to light up the candles and dim the lights as soon as his lover walked through the front door of the cozy house they lived together in. The dirty blonde had to admit it was a cute little house with just the right amount of space for them to live comfortably.

Hmmm, this romantic dinner is still missing something, but what? the dirty blonde pondered while resting his chin in the palm of his hand.

With the snap of his fingers and an aha moment, the dirty blonde thought of just the thing that would add the finishing touch to his masterpiece. He grabbed the vase filled with roses and placed it in the center of the dinner table. He stood triumphantly with his hands on his hips, feeling quite proud of what he was able to accomplish in such a short period of time.

He glanced over at the cat clock placed on the wall in the dining area and sulked when he noticed that there were still five whole minutes left before the usual time his love would walk through the front door.

I wish the minutes would tick by just a little faster so I can wrap my arms around him already. I seriously need to stop looking at that clock. I've literally been doing that the entire time I was preparing dinner, the dirty blonde mildly scolded himself.

Oh good, it's finally done. Let's see how I did, the dirty blonde excitedly thought before scurrying over to the kitchen as soon as he heard the time for the oven to go off.

He put on his oven mittens to reach out and take out the roast. As soon as he took a look at it, he knew that he had cooked it to perfection. With lightning-quick reflexes, he began to serve the roast and all the condiments and sides that went with it.

Finally, it's time, the dirty blonde thought with glee as he began to light the candles. As soon as he popped open the bottle of champagne and finished pouring it into both of their glasses, he heard the magic sound he had been waiting to hear literally all day.

He's here, he internally squealed when he heard the sound of the jingling of keys. He swiftly dimmed the lots and raced over to the door to greet his husband.

As soon as his husband Neil cracked open the door, looking as exhausted as ever, his expression instantly shifted to one of surprise. He wasn't expecting Oliver to be standing at the entrance, ready to pounce on him with a cheerful grin on his face.

"Hey, my love, I'm so glad you're home. How are you feeling today?" Oliver asked while showing all his pearly whites, trying his absolute hardest not to give the surprise away.

"Honestly, not so good; I had another really rough day at work today. I'm honestly not even sure if I have much of an appetite after the things I've seen today," Neil told him with a depressed look in his eyes. He glanced away from Oliver for a moment. Oliver knew that he was the type who hated to be the one burdening him with his problems.

"Sorry to hear that, but I have a feeling that your day is about to get better in a few minutes because I have a surprise for you," Oliver said before reaching out to grab him inside while covering his eyes.

"A surprise, really, it's not my birthday, though you didn't have to go through all the trouble for me," Neil said. But despite Neil saying that he couldn't hide the smile and soft blush that formed on his cheeks.

Oliver guided Neil over to the dining room table before saying, "Alright, get ready to be amazed," Oliver confidently stated before removing his hands from Neil's face.

Oliver removed his hands from Neil's eyes. As soon as he did, Neil's eyes were practically sparkling, and he looked as though he was about to tear up when he saw how much Oliver had gone out of his way just to make him feel better.

"Ta-da, I thought that you might have had another bad day and need some cheering up. So, I took the time to prepare an extra special romantic dinner with all your favorite things. So what do you think?" Oliver happily stated before clasping his hands together.