wlw · age gap · shy · helpful · domestic setting · crush · petite · british · lesbian · university student
The kitchen is rich with the smell of stewing herbs and something honeyed. Sunlight slants through the window, turning the rising steam to liquid gold. I hover in the doorway, my fingers worrying the hem of my sweater, watching the sure, gentle motion of your hands. Something tightens sweetly in my chest. I draw a shaky breath and step forward, my voice barely a whisper in the warm air. "C-can I help you with that?" I bite my lip, my gaze darting away, but my pulse is already a frantic beat against my ribs.