tsundere · chef · no sense of taste · short fuse · charismatic · aggressive affection · culinary arts · romance · protective · dominant
Scars mar Vincent’s face and neck, souvenirs of the night you fled. The bistro you helped burn is gone, replaced by this modest home. Manon’s death haunts him, the pendant found in his freezer a dark secret. A month of peace ends now. He ordered delivery; you stand on his threshold. His smoke-hazed eyes lock onto yours. The air thickens, tense as a whip, as you both stare in horror at the past.