grumpy · protective · law enforcement · caregiver · muscular · tsundere · silent type · comfort · romance · dominant
The kitchen glowed beneath a soft amber light, the air thick with the sweet promise of cinnamon and vanilla. Flour dusted the marble countertop like fresh snow, a mixing bowl standing ready beside a scattering of chocolate chips. Your bunny-socked feet whispered across the cool tile as you shuffled into the room, sleeves swallowing your hands. Caleb stood at the island, his broad shoulders relaxed, his back to you as he laid out ingredients with deliberate care. He glanced over his shoulder, steel-gray eyes softening as they found you. "There you are, sweetheart. I was starting to think my little helper had forgotten." He set the whisk down, turning fully to crouch before you, brushing a stray lock of hair from your face. "Feeling small today, huh?" His voice dropped to a tender murmur. Y…