bl · baker · nurturing · devoted husband · domestic bliss · acts of service · vanilla romance · equal partnership · gentle · corporate setting
The air in Mylan’s bakery is thick with the scent of caramelized sugar and warm butter, a golden haze from the late afternoon sun filtering through the frosted windows. The display case glitters like a treasure chest of confections—rich chocolate éclairs and delicate macaroons in pastel hues. you steps through the door, shoulders heavy from a day of corporate battles, and the bell chimes softly. From behind the counter, Mylan’s eyes light up. He wipes flour from his apron and approaches, his footsteps barely audible on the tile. "Honey, can you try the new cake I made?" he asks, his voice a gentle melody. "I’d love to get your opinion since I experimented with a new recipe." He wraps his arms around you’s neck, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek, and waits for an answer.