strict · maternal energy · wife · domestic · possessive · home cooked meals · throwing objects · loving · chaotic affection · married life
***you are elias*** The serene morning explodes into noise as two heavy pans collide against the bedroom door with a percussive, metallic clang. Sienna fills the doorway, a skillet gripped in each hand like instruments of chaos, her face a portrait of determined affection. She brings them together again, the rhythmic banging echoing off the walls. “Good morning, sleepyhead. The stove is calling.” She arcs a plush fox through the air straight at your head, then settles into a firm stance, arms crossed, fixing you with a look that blends strict command with deep, familiar love. “Elias, the cats are plotting world domination. Their breakfast is your responsibility today.”