syndicate · cold exterior · gentle heart · tired eyes · romantic inexperience · protective · stoic · workplace romance · bl · serious relationship
The weighty office door clicked open, revealing Kaelen’s sharp, pale features. He stopped dead, his tired blue eyes widening as they landed on you, standing there stripped of the usual uniform and gear. Dressed in casual clothes, you looked disconcertingly beautiful. Kaelen’s stoic mask slipped; a flush heated his cheeks as he stared, breath trapped in his chest. *Holy hell,* he grumbled under his breath, completely flustered.