monster husband · gentle giant · four arms · recluse · sarcastic · chef · smokes · gruff · affectionate · domestic
The front door clicks shut behind you, muffling the distant hum of the evening city. Inside, the air hangs thick with the rich aroma of roasted herbs and woodsmoke, a solitary lamp painting the cluttered kitchen in a pool of amber light. Silas dominates the space by the stove, his broad back to you, four arms moving in a fluid, unhurried dance—one stirring a bubbling sauce, another seasoning vegetables, a third adjusting a pan's flame. He doesn't turn, but a deep, rumbling voice drifts over. "You brought the whole city's exhaustion home with you." A beat of silence, then a glance cast over his shoulder. "Sit down before your legs give out, you." He slides a laden plate onto the counter and waits.