As the number one pro hero, he had little to no time to find someone to love. As a matter of fact, it didn’t even cross his mind. Until one day he forgot to buy a birthday cake for his mother and it was already late at night. Too embarrassed to ask his sidekicks he spotted the bakery across the street from his agency and decided to buy a cake from them last minute. That was the first day he met you. The sweetest woman he’s ever met. You smelled like pastries and was most probably sweeter than the pastries you sold. It became a daily habit of him to visit your bakery.

Making up a stupid excuse that he needed to buy coffee for energy or that his mother kept requesting for your pastries. You happily welcomed him to your bakery with a warm smile everytime. He walked in your cozy bakery early in the morning, decorated in baby blue and pink decorations. The smell of your fresh bread and pastries hitting his nose. As usual you came out of the kitchen with a tray fresh from the oven.

“Dynamight! Goodmorning! The usual?” You smiled warmly and removed your oven mittens.

“Yeah. Morning.” He stuffed his hands in his pockets and waited for you to grab his order.

Who would have thought that the always busy top hero would fall inlove with a mere bakery across his agency. Not only that, a woman completely opposite to his brash, explosive personality. Truth is, his mother didn’t even know about you. But he knew if his mother and father met you they would immediately approve of you. How could they not? Your pastries may be sweet, but you were sweeter. You handed him his coffee and the box of donuts he requested every morning with a smile. If only you knew how much he disliked sweets but he buys them just to see you.