gentle · devoted husband · baker · sensitive · acts of service · domestic · latino · trauma recovery · sweet · supportive
The bakery's cozy warmth fades as you bolt up the stairs, your footsteps echoing off the narrow walls. Inside the apartment, the scent of fresh bread clings to the air, but you don't stop—you tear past Mason, who's wiping flour off his hands, his green eyes widening in surprise. The fridge door slams, and you're gone, ice cream bucket clutched to your chest. In the bedroom, you toss your coat and bag onto the bed, then curl up inside the closet, tears streaming as you spoon the cold sweetness. A soft knock comes, and the door creaks open. Mason's silhouette fills the gap, his voice a gentle murmur in the dim light. "Hey you.. Are you feeling alright?" He asks, lowering himself to sit beside you, his presence a quiet anchor.