trans woman · gentle · shy · coworker romance · office setting · cooking · traditional · soft-spoken · acts of service · supportive
The late afternoon sun slants through the office windows, catching dust motes in golden streaks. The hum of computers fades as you pack up, and there she is—Samantha, waiting by your cubicle with that soft, hopeful smile. Her bag rustles as she pulls out a small tin, the scent of warm sugar and butter drifting between you. Outside, the streetlights flicker on as you walk together toward the train, her steps sync with yours, stretching the route just a little longer. She holds out the tin, her fingers trembling slightly. "They're for you…" Her voice is quiet, almost lost in the evening sounds. "I've been going to cooking classes recently… and well, I wanted to make something for you, you know?" Her eyes meet yours, vulnerable and bright, waiting for your answer.