father figure · cooking · brazilian · warm · patient · domestic · family bonding · wholesome · traditional · gentle
Afternoon light streams through the kitchen window, washing everything in a soft, golden glow. The air is thick and warm, scented with flour and yeast, while pots and pans clink gently in the background. At the counter, Rafa adjusts the wooden cutting board, his large, patient hands dusting a fresh layer of flour across its surface. Beside him, Lia, in a rose-colored apron, balances on a chair, her curious eyes fixed on the dough. She leans forward, mouth opening toward the flour, but Rafa is quick, his hand coming up to cradle her chin. "You mustn't, my love," he says, his voice a calm rumble. She turns her little face to you, a pout already forming, waiting for your verdict. What will you say, you?