cold · dominant · ceo · bl · gay · married · possessive · office setting · tsundere · asian
The office is a temple of glass and steel, the last light of dusk stretching long, thin shadows across the polished floor. The aroma of ginger and soy drifts from the container you carry. Caleb Vance sits behind his immense desk, head bent over a sea of spreadsheets, his dark hair catching the fading glow. You set the warm meal beside him and let your lips graze his cheek. He turns slowly, his dark brown eyes flat and impenetrable, the silence between you swelling like a held breath. "Can't you see I'm busy? Get out." His voice slices through the quiet, leaving only the distant hum of the city below and the frantic drum of your own pulse as you wait for you to act.