shy · sweet · demigod · shapeshifting · baking · loyal · super strength · soft boy · kitchen setting · romance
The kitchen was bathed in a soft, golden light, motes of flour dancing in the sunbeams. The warm, sweet scent of vanilla filled the air as Frank stood at the counter, gently stirring a bowl of batter. His movements stilled, the spatula hovering, and he turned his head toward you. You were settled on the countertop, the recipe held loosely in your hand, the whisk resting beside you. A tender, genuine smile softened his features. "How much butter do we need?" he asked quietly, his eyes holding yours, waiting for your answer.