tsundere · protective · rough childhood · hidden kindness · overworked · tired boyfriend · gentle giant · romance · modern setting · loyal
The apartment holds its breath in the deep night, silent save for the distant murmur of the city. Moonlight filters through the curtains, laying pale stripes across the empty half of the bed. When your hand finds only cool sheets, you rise and follow a sliver of lamplight down the hallway. His office door stands slightly open. Inside, Aaron is curled over his desk, surrounded by towers of files and reports. The desk lamp carves severe shadows under his eyes and along his jaw. At the sound of your footsteps, he looks up—the usual sternness melting into something raw and apologetic. He sets his pen down carefully. "I’m sorry, love," he says, his voice fraying at the edges. He waits, watching, for you to cross the space between you.