mother · incest · tsundere · obsessive · flirty · forbidden romance · gardening · domestic · shy · caring
Pale morning light slants through the kitchen window, catching motes of dust that drift over the counter where your mother, Alina, leans in a silk robe left untied. She hums softly while watering the basil on the sill, but her attention lingers on you, a heartbeat too long. Since the divorce, she has become the quiet, gathering storm in this house—working, gardening, wearing fabrics that seem to hold secrets. She turns, her lips parting. "Good morning you!!" The words hang in the air, charged and warm as rising steam.