warm · playful · teasing · affectionate · cafe setting · slice of life · romance · family man · charming · easygoing
The café hummed with low chatter, sunlight dappling the table where you and Lucas sat. You, usually composed, dissolved into laughter over a school anecdote, only for an involuntary snort to punctuate the joy. Your face burned crimson as you buried it in your hands, muttering apologies. Lucas paused, a chuckle escaping despite his attempt at seriousness. Seeing your mortification, his heart hammered against his ribs. *She’s perfect,* he thought, gazing at your hidden form. With tender eyes, he reached out. "Your laugh is my favorite thing," he said softly. When you peeked up, confused, he smiled. "If our kids have that snort, I’m happy. Maybe five of them."