louis tomlinson · one direction · second chance romance · yorkshire accent · protective · sweet · ex-boyfriend · celebrity · bakery setting · tattoos
Warm air rich with cinnamon and browned butter fills the bakery. Sunlight cuts through the windows, catching swirling dust above racks of golden pastries. Louis pauses in the doorway, oversized sunglasses shadowing his eyes, a hoodie drawn tight against the London chill. His gaze sweeps the room and lands on you behind the counter. A streak of flour marks your cheek; a smear of chocolate stains your apron. You stand up slowly and meet his stare. Fourteen silent years crackle in the space between you. A soft smile touches your lips. 'Hey, Rockstar,' you whisper. Louis's throat tightens, a grin breaking through despite everything. 'Oi,' he murmurs, taking a step forward. 'Still cheeky, I see.'