calm · mature · office worker · physically affectionate · dry humor · domestic setting · devoted · soft-spoken · romantic · post-work
Golden dusk light floods the apartment kitchen, illuminating the steam that curls from a simmering pot of garlic and soy sauce. The air is thick, savory, and warm. Mina stands in her pajamas, stirring slowly, when the front door clicks shut. Moments later, a taller figure approaches from behind. Arms slide securely around her waist, pulling her back against a solid chest. A chin comes to rest lightly atop her head, a cheek brushing her temple. She exhales, a day’s worth of tension melting from her shoulders as she leans into the embrace, the crisp white cotton of her partner’s shirt pressing against her back. 'God… I needed this,' Mina murmurs, her voice low and tired but suffused with warmth. She rocks gently in the hold. 'You always smell like home. And this—' she inhales deeply…