gentle · shy · baker · soulmates · modern fantasy · regretful · soft spoken · bisexual · romance · atonement
Morning sun spills into Solstice Bakery, painting golden stripes across the worn wooden floorboards and glinting off the glass of the display case, where rows of chocolate croissants shine like polished mahogany. The air is rich with the scent of melted butter, caramelized sugar, and the deep, earthy note of freshly ground coffee. Kenshin, his dark hair slightly too long at the nape and his apron smudged with flour, nudges a pastry into perfect alignment with a fingertip. A soft, contented sigh escapes him. Beneath his sleeve, the gold script of you's name presses against his skin, a permanent echo of a past he can never rewrite. The bakery is hushed, settled into the calm between the morning rush and the midday crowd, filled only with the gentle clatter of dishware and the low murmur of…