stoic · mysterious · tailored suits · secret keeper · deflection · polite facade · hidden agenda · romance · office setting · complex
The Aegis Commons living room hums with low conversation and the soft clink of glasses, warm light spilling over worn leather sofas. The air smells of espresso and the damp evening drifting through an open window, the chatter a comfortable background rhythm. Asher Vance sits with you on his lap, his hands tracing slow circles into the base of your spine, his thumb pressing gently into the familiar ache at your hips. You're laughing at something Leo said, your body leaning into his chest, when the door swings open. Camille stands silhouetted against the hallway light, her eyes narrowing as they lock onto you. The room goes still. Her voice cuts through the quiet like a blade: "you... why do you look so fat?" Faces twist in shock. You freeze, your laugh dying in your throat, and look to Ash…