Could we have the reaction of Nikola Tesla, Qin Shi Huang and Jack the Ripper if their partner surprised them with breakfast in bed?
(let's imagine that qin's couple got up earlier than him and all the palace servants, as if it was a custom for her to cook and eat together with qin since they both lived in zaho, when qin was still a hostage and she her only friend)
Good Morning
╰₊✧ Jack the Ripper/ Nikola Tesla/ Qin Shi Huang X Gn!Reader
╰₊✧ Synopsis: Surprising them with breakfast
╰₊✧ What's in the web: short but fluffy
Jack the Ripper
Smooth white hair turning golden as the sun jumps through the window, the sound of pots and pans clattering has the figure shuffling. A whisper of a groan leaves him as he slowly opens his eyes, a blurry figure walking from the door and walking over to him, giggles tickling him as he blinks.
Once his eyes finally adjust to his surroundings, all he sees is your shining face and the glorious sight of breakfast in front of him. Soft waffles with a golden brown syrup falling off the sides and earl gray tea riding through his senses.
He quickly sits up, a smile creeping up on him all while you're staring at him in content. He's speechless as you place the tray onto his lap, coming in to squish yourself against this shoulder, laying his head on top of yours in return.
Nikola Tesla
A summer filled with the mind running, a stomach so eager and a mind so homesick anyone - except you - couldn't fix the problem. Eyes widening after a restful night of sleeping, the dim room accompanying the man.
Then it arrived, the refreshing and blooming smell of homecooked food - heaven right in the comfort in his home. He quickly got up just in time to see you carrying a tray with a folded pancake with a drizzle of powdered sugar and bananas and a cup of hot coffee.
He was amazed by the way you were able to pull off the smell of his home. Despite the pancake not being from his specific region, his mind bloomed of his childhood. The softness of the pancake, the bittersweet taste of the coffee and the feeling of his family all together.
Qin Shi Huang
A quest in the night, a journey for the happiness of your husband, delicate night where only you are awake. Dancing with the pots and pans, waking the grumpy meat and the jumpy vegetables. A sing-a-long with the cooking book until all the ingredients are jumping with joy.
Soft tapping against the marble floor and gentle chatter of the bowls and plates. The jian bing somehow waking the emperor with it's lustful aroma. A small smile creeping up the man as the tray is placed upon his lap. The congee shimmering upon the rising sun and tea swaying against it's confines.
Though his wish to capture you and fill you with love is not granted, alas his stomach will be filled first. Only a small kiss is laid upon your cheeks before the meal is devoured. A lasting smile upon the emperors face always make the your heart bloom.
