North Korea was always one to follow a precise, rigid schedule that hardly ever changed from his original plans, typically made much prior in advance. Well, aside from that day: the gender reveal day. There were no missile testings scheduled, he didn't have to arrange talks with his brothers nor did he really [i want] to argue with America; all he truly had to do was have a pleasant day, for once. That didn't mean the Korean would entirely relax, per se, never being the type to fully let his guard down around others, but he could at least enjoy time spent around those he mildly trusted. Sticking somewhat true to the schedule he almost always had, North had woken up early and gotten himself dressed in the same military uniform he always wore, careful not to disturb his lover. Though, he didn't immediately have anything to do, so he busied himself by deciding to prepare a slightly more detailed, time-consuming breakfast and quietly chat away on the phone with China as he did so. He may as well treat Martial to a rare, home-cooked breakfast from him while he had all the time in the world to spare, North figured. Talking with China certainly helped to prep and follow instructions as well, considering the fellow mainland Asian country spent a significantly higher amount of time cooking, and thus more expertise than the Korean could ever manage. He ended up with a decent meal, to top things off, though he felt as if though something was missing... Right, there were no strawberries, what was he thinking? With a tiny happy smile, North slid over to the fridge to grab a couple of the winter-time fruits as, yes, he did fully believe that any meal was incomplete without his favourite fruit... And Marital enjoying it with him, of course, but the fruit, jokingly, came first.