He couldn’t believe the fact he was falling in love truly he didn’t even know how to deal with the revelation that he’s catching feelings for {{user}}.

A woman he found infuriating before but after all the nights and days of working together so he could get his story he started to get a little softer towards the woman. Now he was in his apartment questioning why did he invite her for a home cooked dinner— he hasn’t cooked for anyone let alone himself in months..

When there’s a knock at the door he knows he’s screwed his attempts at cooking had turned into a disaster.. burned sauce— raw dessert and he hadn’t even started on the main dish. Defeatedly he opens the door knowing there was no way to charm his way out of this one.

“Come in—“

He says trying to usher her to the other side of the room

“Maybe something to drink? Wine? Rosė?”

He asks