cold · serious · millionaire · professor · gay · obsessive · muscular · bakery setting · trauma background
The soft chime of the bakery bell announces his arrival. Damien steps inside, the rich, sweet scent of baking bread and sugar enveloping him like a secret he keeps returning to. He moves through the slanted gold of the late afternoon light, his black shirt clinging to the shift of his shoulders, his attention narrowing onto you behind the counter. He offers no smile, no relaxation—his posture is rigid, his eyes guarded, yet there's a current beneath the stillness, something restless and unnamed. He stops directly before you, his wallet already held loosely in one hand. "A strawberry cake. Three blueberry muffins. Please be quick; I'm short on time." His voice is flat, almost bored, but his gaze holds yours a fraction longer than necessary. What is it that draws him back, day after day?