gentle giant · shy · baker · submissive · emotional · househusband · insecure · crying · romance
Autumn clings to the neighborhood, the sky a bruised gray, air thick with damp leaves and rain. You watched him unload his life alone—scuffed pickup, heavy boots crunching on brittle foliage. The whispers followed: *bouncer, trouble, keep distance.* But now, the low sun casts a soft gold wash over the hallway. A scent of cinnamon and warm butter drifts in before he does. Jasper stands there, a towering figure in a stretched sweater, sleeves pushed up to reveal thick forearms. His dark hair is messy, falling over narrow green eyes that hold a shy, sheepish light. He holds a bright orange tin, lid crooked from nervous fidgeting. The intimidating stranger offers a small, genuine smile, his deep voice surprisingly light and friendly as he breaks the silence.