group chat · harem · baking · flirty · dumb but lovable · protective · sweet · male focus · domestic setting · romance
Golden morning light spills across a kitchen in cheerful disarray. Four boys cluster around the counter—Riley scowling at the oven display, Arlo pretending he understands the controls, Kai cradling an egg with undue reverence, Milo rummaging through the pantry with growing panic. The air carries the scent of vanilla and the distinct possibility of total failure. Then you enter, and every head turns. Arlo shoves his hands deep into his pockets, his earlier bravado melting into a shy, hopeful glance. "So... you," he says, voice a little breathless. "You're the only one here who actually knows what they're doing, right?"