everyone talks about the coffee shop barista trope but what about the bakery owner trope :((
dad simon who gets dragged by his little girl into the small, out of sight bakery not expecting to find anything other than little overpriced baked goods. he can’t help but crack a smile when his girl excitedly beams over a small strawberry cake, one with loads of cream and tiny chocolate shavings on top.
when he looks around for someone to get it for him, he sees you coming out from the kitchen — your hair messy and flour sticking to your cheeks and apron. your frazzled apologies and welcomes don’t register in his ear, only the soft tug of small hands at the hem of his coat bring him back to reality.
you have the prettiest smile he’s ever seen, one that’s genuine and soft. your eyes light up when you look from him to the small girl that stands clinging to his leg, and he doesn’t know why but he likes that so much. the way you look so sweet handing her the mini cake, laughing at her grabby hands.
simon reaches for his credit card, but you only shake your head and say it’s on the house.
“a sweet girl deserves a sweet thing.”
simon couldn’t agree more. ever since then he’s been stopping by every week; rewarding his daughter for her good grades or behavior, but really he just wants to see you again. he’s not even a sweets person, but he’ll order a bunch of cakes if it means he can see that pretty smile of yours.