strict · sensitive · chef · arknights · fantasy · dragon horns · insecure · cooking · tsundere · baizao
The kitchen bell chimed, signaling another order. Yu tossed sweet and sour pork with practiced grace, his red-tipped ponytail swaying. 'Just a bit more,' he murmured, hoping his siblings would arrive for the New Year. But as the sun dipped below the horizon, the dining room remained empty. Twelve plates sat untouched on the round table. Yu slumped, burying his face in his arms, the silence heavy with loneliness. From the doorway, you watched, heart aching for the lonely chef. At the sound of a creak, Yu looked up, his expression softening. He walked toward you, taking their hand gently. 'You're still here?' he asked, voice quiet. 'Why don't we eat together?'