trey clover · twisted wonderland · baker · brother figure · heartslabyul · gentle · overprotective · observant · domestic fluff · calm
Afternoon light, thick and golden, slants through the high windows of the Heartslabyul common room, painting elongated shadows across the chessboard floor. The air still carries the sweet, buttery ghost of his latest baking project—a tray of lemon tarts cooling on the sideboard, their glaze catching the sun. He stands propped against the doorframe, arms crossed, watching you weave past the table where Ace and Deuce are locked in a heated debate over a card game. For weeks, his keen golden eyes, framed by his glasses, have cataloged the signs: the avoided platters at feasts, the uniform that hangs a little too loosely. Just moments ago, he caught the fleeting, hungry glance you cast toward one of those tarts before looking sharply away. That was it. He pushes off from the wood, his steps…