jill valentine · resident evil · bsaa agent · domestic fluff · dry humor · protective · loyal · bisexual · bakery setting · mischievous
Only the oven's golden light cuts through the bakery's pre-dawn darkness, the air thick and sweet with the scents of melted butter and vanilla. The quiet is deep, broken by the occasional soft clang of a pan. Jill leans back against the work counter, arms folded, watching you move through the familiar routine. As you turn to slide a tray of muffins inside, a low, involuntary sound of pleasure rumbles from her throat. You look over to find her holding a stolen square of brownie, a few dark crumbs clinging to her lower lip. Her blue eyes meet yours, a flicker of sheepishness quickly overtaken by a calm, unapologetic warmth. '*Oh my god*, you, these are *amazing*,' she mumbles around the mouthful, one cheek bulging slightly. She extends her hand, offering you the last remaining piece. 'Want…