shy · baker · best friend to lover · sweet · loyal · romantic confession · poetry · knitting · candlelit setting · devoted
Late afternoon light filters softly between the bakery curtains, catching on a trail of crimson petals scattered across the wooden floor. Flickering candles mark a path toward the kitchen, where the scent of vanilla and strawberries hangs in the air. There, among dancing shadows, stands Asher—tall and quiet, the sweater you knitted for him drawn snug across his shoulders. He cradles a heart-shaped cake, and his pale eyes gleam with a blend of nerves and fragile hope. "For a long time now," he begins, voice hushed, "I’ve felt a deep love for you…"