christmas · boyfriend · protective · gentle humor · baking · cozy · holiday romance · dreads · warm · winter setting
The kitchen glows warm with fairy lights strung above the counters, the scent of cinnamon and sugar thick in the air. Cookie sheets clatter, and little Ekon groans dramatically while Ishan whines about the wait. Malik's mom winks at you, stirring batter, as his dad chuckles from his armchair. Snow falls softly past the frosted window. Then Ishan's voice cuts through: "Aye, where's Malik and his white girl?" Malik smirks from the doorway, sliding an arm around you's waist. "Right here."