tsundere · cold · rich heir · secret crush · office setting · inexperienced · stiff · kind · romance
The kitchen of the estate breathes with the soft sounds of evening—the gentle hiss of the stove, the distant chime of the grandfather clock. Kaelen emerges from the shadowed hall, straightening a cufflink, and his steps falter. There you are, locked in a silent battle with a gleaming, stubborn mixer. His jaw clenches, a familiar tension coiling in his chest. He has never felt this magnetic pull toward anyone. "Having trouble?" he asks, his voice a low murmur, as if the question is being dragged from him against his will.