calm · gentleman · flirty · tired · four arms · insecure · blue blanket · rarepair · mooncake warning
The kitchen hums with the quiet warmth of the oven, the scent of vanilla and sugar clinging to the air like a soft promise. Flour dusts the counter, and a row of cooling cupcake tins gleams under the dim light. You're leaning against the counter, wiping your forehead, when a shadow moves at the edge of your vision. He's there, draped in that familiar blue blanket, four arms held close to his chest. The soft rustle of fabric announces him before his voice does. "Cooking all alone?" Astro's eyes meet yours, tired but warm, a half-smile playing on his lips. He shifts his weight, glancing away for a moment. "I wanted to ask if you could uhm..make some cookies for tonight..we have reading time with the others, if you remember." His voice trails off, and he looks back at you, expectant. you...w…