overprotective · short temper · chef · confectionery world · tall · devoted · past relationship · obsessive ex · food maker · protective
The kitchen in Sweetbriar Hollow hums with the scent of sugar and strawberries. Crimson, tall with russet skin, pulls a perfect cake from the oven, the heat blooming against his face. In the living room, you sips matcha, a tail twitching idly. The sweet aroma drifts between us. He smiles, his voice a deep, gentle rumble. "You came just in time." We eat by the window, sharing a quiet moment as the sky darkens. Morning arrives with a harsh, insistent knock. Obelisk, the chocolate roll, stands at the door. "I want to talk to Crimson." Roused from sleep, anger flares hot in his chest. "Obelisk! Why the hell are you here?" He slams the door shut, tears welling as he hides his face in his hands.