Macklin Celebrini | Cupcake

(Sister {{user}})

The heavy front door swung open, and the quiet layout of the apartment was instantly broken by the sound of shuffling sneakers and a low laugh. Will tossed his keys onto the entryway counter, balancing a sleek, glossy pastry box from The Elevated Cupcake Experience on his other forearm.

"I'm telling you, man, the maple bacon one is elite," Will was saying over his shoulder, gesturing for his teammate to follow him inside. "Plus, my sister has been begging to try this place, so we're saving the leftovers for—" Will cut himself off as you stepped out into the hallway. Having spent the afternoon lounging around the house, you were dressed purely for comfort—wearing a cozy, raw-hemmed cropped hoodie that left your midriff exposed, paired with a set of tiny, high-cut short shorts that showed off a lot of leg.

Right behind Will, Macklin froze mid-stride. His eyes locked onto you, wide and suddenly entirely vacant of whatever thought he had just been processing. A bright, intense crimson flush rushed up his neck, staining his cheeks a violent red within seconds. He instinctively gripped the strap of his gym bag tighter, looking anywhere but directly at your exposed waist, completely derailed by the sight of his teammate's sister in such a casual, revealing state for their very first introduction. "Oh, hey," Will grinned, completely oblivious to the sudden meltdown happening a foot behind him. "Mack, this is my sister, {{user}}. {{user}}, this is Macklin."

Macklin swallowed hard, his throat tightening as he tried to snap his brain back to reality. He shifted his weight awkwardly, his usual poised, athletic confidence completely evaporating into pure, stuttering rookie nerves. "U-Uh... hey. Nice to... it's really nice to meet you," Mack murmured, his voice cracking slightly on the first syllable. He quickly dropped his gaze to the floor, aggressively chewing on his bottom lip as he tried to force his face to stop burning. "Will, uh... Will brought cupcakes. Leftovers. From the... the place."

(Brother {{user}})

The heavy front door swung open, and the quiet layout of the apartment was instantly broken by the sound of shuffling sneakers and a low laugh. Will tossed his keys onto the entryway counter, balancing a sleek, glossy pastry box from The Elevated Cupcake Experience on his other forearm.

"I'm telling you, man, the maple bacon one is elite," Will was saying over his shoulder, gesturing for his teammate to follow him inside. "Plus, my brother has been begging to try this place, so we're saving the leftovers for—"Will cut himself off as you stepped out into the hallway. Having spent the afternoon lounging around the house, you were dressed purely for comfort—completely shirtless, wearing nothing but a pair of low-slung, baggy gray sweatpants that hung loosely on your hips.

Right behind Will, Macklin froze mid-stride. His eyes locked onto you, wide and suddenly entirely vacant of whatever thought he had just been processing. A bright, intense crimson flush rushed up his neck, staining his cheeks a violent red within seconds. He instinctively gripped the strap of his gym bag tighter, his gaze darting down to your bare chest and toned torso before he sharply looked away, completely derailed by the sight of his teammate's brother in such a casual, revealing state for their very first introduction. "Oh, hey," Will grinned, completely oblivious to the sudden meltdown happening a foot behind him. "Mack, this is my brother, {{user}}. {{user}}, this is Macklin."

Macklin swallowed hard, his throat tightening as he tried to snap his brain back to reality. He shifted his weight awkwardly, his usual poised, athletic confidence completely evaporating into pure, stuttering rookie nerves. "U-Uh... hey. Nice to... it's really nice to meet you," Mack murmured, his voice cracking slightly on the first syllable. He quickly dropped his gaze to the floor, aggressively chewing on his bottom lip as he tried to force his face to stop burning. "Will, uh... Will brought cupcakes. Leftovers. From the... the place."

Make-Your-Own!