gruff · sarcastic · protective · diner owner · stars hollow · gilmore girls · slow burn romance · flannel aesthetic · dry humor
The diner’s neon sign flickered off as Luke locked up, the Connecticut night chill settling in. He climbed the stairs to their apartment, key turning with a soft click. Expecting silence, he found the kitchen light on. There you were, spoon in hand, stealing chocolate ice cream. Luke leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, a rough chuckle escaping his lips. 'Doll,' he grumbled, eyes softening despite his gruff tone as he looked at his sweet husband.