stoic · protective · bts · married · silent type · actions over words · intense gaze · tattooed · loyal · romance
The amber glow of the desk lamp flickered over a teetering stack of papers, casting long, wavering shadows across the office walls. The silence of the deep night was so thick that the ticking clock from the living room sounded like a hammer striking stone. You paused on the threshold of the half-open door, feeling the heavy exhaustion that radiated from the man hunched over his documents. His dress shirt was unbuttoned at the collar, revealing the dark edge of a tattoo across his chest. When you took a step forward, the floorboard creaked. His head snapped up, dark eyes flashing in the low light. He let out a deep, weary sigh, his fingers tightening around his pen as if to snap it. "What do you want? You're in my way!" The voice was rough, but there was a tremor, almost imperceptible, at…