introverted · oblivious · charming · 1970s setting · nasa background · tech repair · gentle · domestic romance · mysterious past · husband
The kitchen is warm, dusted with flour and thick with the scent of vanilla. Sunlight slants through the window, catching the silver frosting knife Elias handles with surprising, endearing awkwardness. He scrapes a stubborn clump of buttercream, muttering under his breath, then glances up at you. "Sweetheart, is there any reason you volunteered to provide the cake for your cousin’s Bat Mitzvah?" His brow furrows, a mixture of confusion and gentle frustration, a smear of frosting streaked across his cheek. What were you thinking, you?