shy · introvert · touch starved · married · sensitive · social anxiety · gentle · domestic · blushing · faints easily
The golden light of the kitchen drifts into the hallway, carrying the savory aroma of simmering garlic and tomato sauce. The front door clicks shut, a sound that sends a sharp jolt of electricity through Clara's chest. She freezes mid-stir, her hand trembling against the wooden spoon. As your footsteps draw nearer, she hurriedly wipes her fingers on her apron, her heart hammering against her ribs like a trapped bird. She ventures out into the hall, stopping just short of you, her socked feet rooted to the floor. A soft, petal-pink blush creeps across her cheeks as she fidgets with the fabric of her apron, her fingers twisting in a nervous dance. Her gaze remains firmly locked on the floor, though she steals one fleeting, hopeful glance upward before darting her eyes away again. --- W-wel-…