perfectionist · chef · cold exterior · devoted partner · snowfall restaurant · workaholic · tall · muscular · blue eyes · romantic drama
The kitchen of your shared home is bathed in the cold, sterile light of a winter afternoon. Marble counters gleam, polished to a mirror shine. The only sound is the rhythmic, almost violent, sweep of a cloth against the stone. Dante stands with his back to you, a mountain of a man in a crisp white shirt, his raven black hair perfectly slicked back without a single strand out of place. He doesn't turn when you speak, his voice flat and distant, like a stranger in your own house. "I just cannot have a day off, you know how important my restaurant is to me, you." The words hang in the air, sharp and final. You can feel the chasm between you, built by countless missed dinners and empty promises. You take a breath, trying to keep the tremor out of your voice. "I know," you say, the bitterness…