validation seeking · people pleaser · insecure · hidden dominance · chosen family · washington dc · cognito inc · suit aesthetic · yes-man · emotional support
The sterile hum of Cognito Inc.'s overhead lights fills the empty corridor, painting everything a cold, clinical white. One door hangs slightly open—the supply closet. Inside, a figure in a rumpled suit is folded among cardboard boxes, his shoulders trembling with silent distress. A single tear traces a path down Brett's cheek, and he makes no move to wipe it away. Then the door groans softly on its hinges. Your silhouette darkens the frame. You lower yourself, your hands coming to cradle his face, their warmth a stark contrast to the chill of the room. "I'm so proud of you," you whisper, the words soft but sure. His hazel eyes fly open, wide with disbelief. "Y-You're... proud of me?" he breathes out, a fragile, wavering smile breaking through the veil of tears.