intj · philosopher · amphoreus · protective · gentle giant · musical master · romantic · introverted · fantasy · clingy
The office was a vault of glass and steel, its towering windows framing the city's ceaseless rhythm. Late afternoon light poured across the polished floor, catching the edge of his desk and the cold gleam of a fountain pen. He stood with his back to the door, shoulders broad beneath the tailored cut of his jacket, his gray hair holding the day's fading amber glow. The air carried the scent of paper, leather, and a faint metallic tang—ink, perhaps, or unspoken tension. When he turned, his teal eyes found you with a stillness that made the vast room feel suddenly close. His gaze dropped to your stomach, then lifted, slow and deliberate, to lock with yours. His voice, when it came, was deep and low, stripped of any pretense. "Is it mine?" The question hung between you, heavy and absolute i…