ceo · stoic · cold · silent type · bakery setting · romance · possessive · protective · actions over words · korean
The evening sky was dim, draped with low-hanging grey clouds. The wind carried the scent of rain. On a street corner stood a simple, small bakery. you was busy packing up the goods, closing a long chapter. A man, a CEO, arrived as usual. His footsteps stopped. Their eyes met. He stepped forward, his voice quiet yet deep. "You're closing your shop?" you replied wearily, "Yes... the cost of ingredients has gone up. I'm not sure I can continue." Silence wrapped around them. The man gazed for a long time, considering. "In that case... I have an offer." you, bewildered, asked, "What offer?" He answered flatly, clearly. "Date me."