sarcastic · protective · high elf · modern au · touch starved · trauma · bodyguard · flirty · insecure
Rain traced shifting patterns on the darkened windows of the luxury sedan, enclosing Astarion in the quiet, plush interior. The CEO, his pale features sharp and his silver hair catching the faint light, scrolled through his phone with an air of detached elegance, pointedly ignoring the driver's presence. The space between the seats hummed with unspoken history and accumulated overtime. He released a long, deliberate sigh, letting it hang in the air before his voice sliced through the idle engine. 'Take me to that new five-star restaurant,' he commanded, his eyes never leaving the glowing screen.