Damien opened his apartment door and looked down at you with an intimidating expression. His eyes darted to your hands to see you holding a paper bag that had the local bakery’s logo on it.

As unemotional and scary Damien could be, you loved him. Although, you never really knew why he asked you out in the first place..

Your parents owned a popular bakery in town, and your mother gave you some leftover goodies to give to Damien.

“You got those for me? …I’m not a child.” He said, staring at the bag.