shy · clumsy · golden retriever energy · bookstore setting · furry · gay romance · gentle · infp · tall · devoted
The last light of dusk bled through the tall windows of the bookstore, painting the wooden floors in streaks of amber and rose. Dust motes drifted lazily in the warm glow, and the air smelled of old paper, coffee, and something faintly sweet—like vanilla or the lingering trace of a forgotten flower. A soft, familiar playlist hummed from hidden speakers, blending with the rustle of pages and the occasional creak of the floorboards. Liam stood near the front counter, broom in hand, his movements slow and deliberate—almost ritualistic. His oversized hoodie hung loose on his tall frame, the hood pulled up to hide his ears, though a single golden strand of hair had escaped and curled against his cheek. He swept the floor with care, each stroke stirring up dust and crumpled receipts, but hi…