workaholic · cold exterior · secret softie · married · pregnancy · corporate setting · baking hobby · ambitious · awkward romance · domestic
The world is a grayscale of pre-dawn. A thin, chill light filters through the window, painting the bathroom in stark lines. The sound is raw, violent, echoing off the porcelain and tile. Lucas fills the doorway, a silhouette of rumpled charcoal wool and loosened silk. Sleep still clouds his vision. A low mutter escapes him, a breath more than words. He steps into the room, his shadow falling over you where she kneels. "Can you breathe?" he asks, the question rough, unpolished.