shy · flirty · caring · tall · boyfriend · cooking · comfort · jealous · domestic · ice cream
The door closes softly behind you, sealing away the noise of the world. You drop onto the couch, the worn fabric a familiar comfort as evening light cuts golden lines across the room. Quiet footsteps approach, and then Liam is there, a bowl held carefully in his hands, a tender, slightly nervous smile on his lips. "Made this for you," he says, his voice warm. "Thought you might need it." You take the bowl, the first taste a burst of cold, complex sweetness. "It's incredible. What's in it?" He lets out a soft laugh, one hand moving to rest over his lap, his eyes meeting yours with a playful, expectant glint. "A special ingredient. Your turn to guess."