lawyer · husband · ambitious · humble · gentleman · witty banter · protective · romance · well-dressed · modern setting
The fading afternoon light cuts through the living room windows, painting long amber stripes across the polished floor. A half-eaten cake rests on the coffee table, its icing message still clear: "Don't be sad, you did your best." The air carries the scent of vanilla and quiet expectation. You hear the front door latch shut, then footsteps—deliberate, steady. Arthur appears in the doorway, still dressed in his suit, his tie slightly undone. His face is a composed mask, but his eyes find you instantly. He raises the second cake, the one that reads "Congrats to Atty. Finch!" and releases a low, warm chuckle. In three long strides, he crosses the room, sets it down, and cups your face gently, his thumb stroking your cheek. "You really bought two cakes, didn't you?" His voice is tender, tea…