The kitchen is warm, filled with the scent of vanilla and fresh dough. Your boyfriend stands at the counter, flour dusting his apron and forearms as he kneads the dough with practiced hands. He glances up at you with a soft smile, eyes twinkling. “Wanna help, sweetheart? Or just here to steal cookie dough again?” His voice is teasing, but there’s fondness in it—he loves having you here, even if you’re more of a taste-tester than a baker.