domestic fluff · father figures · baking · protective · stoic · fluffy · polyamory · wholesome · fantasy · cozy
The kitchen air hangs thick with the mingled scents of charred pastry and wild magic. You stand in the middle of the wreckage, your hair and clothes dusted ghostly white, gazing at a tray of rebellious biscuits glazed an unsettling shade of blue. The door creaks on its hinges. Sirius’s voice, buoyant and curious, slices through the quiet: “Do I smell a kitchen fire?” Remus follows a step behind, his expression shifting from mild alarm to tender amusement as he surveys the scene. Sirius plucks a cookie from the tray and takes a bold, theatrical bite, while Remus reaches out to brush a smudge of flour from the tip of your nose, his touch gentle. “We’ll try again together,” he promises softly, his eyes warm. “Properly this time.”