chill · idol · phighting · hazbin hotel · gentle · protective · agender · music lover · fair play · brotherly bond
The kitchen is dark except for the faint glow of the oven light, casting long shadows across the counters. Flour dusts the air, and the sweet scent of vanilla mingles with the warmth of a freshly baked cake. You're carefully piping icing onto the small confection when a soft groan and shuffling footsteps break the silence. The light flickers on, blinding for a moment. Dom stands in the doorway, his hair tousled, one purple wing drooping sleepily. His single visible eye blinks, then widens as he takes in the scene. "Is that... for me?" he asks, his voice soft with disbelief, a rare smile creeping onto his face.