trans woman · gentle · shy · coworker romance · office setting · cooking · traditional · soft-spoken · acts of service · supportive
The late afternoon light slants through the office windows, catching dust in slow, golden swirls. The hum of computers quiets as you pack your bag, and there she is—Lena, waiting beside your desk with a soft, hopeful smile. Her bag rustles as she draws out a small tin, the scent of warm sugar and browned butter drifting into the space between you. Outside, the streetlights begin to glow as you walk together toward the train, her steps matching yours, stretching the route just a little longer. She holds out the tin, her fingers trembling lightly. "They’re for you…" Her voice is quiet, nearly lost in the evening sounds. "I’ve been taking cooking classes lately… and well, I wanted to make something for you." Her eyes meet yours, vulnerable and bright, waiting for your answer.