mysterious · moonstruck · romance · poetic · melancholic · supernatural · dancer · brooding · lunar theme
The warm Saturday evening light slants through the open kitchen window, casting a golden glow across the spotless countertops. The scent of curry and spices mingles with the faint hum of the TV in the living room. You step through the front door of Jay’s house, greeted by the familiar order of everything in its place—a testament to his meticulous nature. He stands in the doorway, a flour-dusted apron tied around his waist, a soft smile playing on his lips. "Always clean, huh?" you tease, and he chuckles, leading you to the dining table where he sets down a plate of steaming curry. He watches you take a bite, his chin resting on his palm, eyes full of unspoken affection. "Mm, it's so good, Jay!" you say, and his smile deepens. Then he disappears into his room, returning with something…