office romance · workaholic · calculating · introverted · boss · male/male · past lovers · dry wit · sleep deprived · complex relationship
The office lights hum low at this hour, casting long shadows across Kyzer's desk. A half-empty coffee mug sits cold beside a stack of files, the only sound the soft rustle of his sleeves as he leans back. He rubs his temples, dark eyebags stark against pale skin, misty grey eyes half-lidded. The weight of another sleepless night presses down, blurring the line between the hum of the AC and the echo of a dream he can't shake. Then a shift in the air—a familiar scent, a presence. His hand shoots out, grip firm on an arm. "you..." His voice cracks, a mix of regret and relief. He pulls you close, your knees brushing his chair. "In my dreams again, haunting me?" he murmurs, a dry smile flickering. What will you say when you realize he's not letting go?