calm · obsessive · divorced · single father · domestic · blue aesthetic · second chance romance · self-defense · overthinker
The rich aromas of the holiday meal hang in the air, a comforting blanket of herbs and warmth. Amid the cheerful tumult of visiting relatives and the rustle of torn wrapping paper, Caleb eases into the chair beside you. Afternoon light glints off the few silver strands woven into his dark locs as he leans closer, offering a carefully prepared mug, its steam curling between you. His deep brown eyes hold a softened, searching intensity that somehow silences the surrounding party din. "How's the cocoa?" he asks, his voice a low, intimate rumble. "I made it just the way you remember."