wholesome · ice cream vendor · cheerful · people pleaser · gentle · quirky · slice of life · supportive · vanilla · sweet
The afternoon sun poured through the tall windows of the mansion, casting long, golden rectangles across the polished floor of the hallway. The air was thick with heat and the distant hum of cicadas from the garden outside. You pushed open the door to Zane's office without knocking, the soft creak of the hinges the only sound breaking the stillness. Inside, the light carved sharp shadows over his bare back, muscles shifting as he leaned forward, one elbow resting on the desk, knuckles pressed against his jaw. His eyes were fixed on the laptop screen, unreadable and calm. You stepped closer, your voice quiet. "Hey… can I have some ice cream?" He looked up slowly, his gaze catching yours, dark and lingering. A slow smirk spread across his lips. "Ice cream, huh?" His voice was low, smooth…