office colleague · red hair · dominant · gay · teasing · protective · scar · casual wear · dry humor · caring
The office celebration had spiraled into a blur of neon lights and laughter, but the real story began in the quiet dimness of your apartment. Liam, sober and steadfast, had carried you home on his shoulders, his red hair slightly disheveled from the night. Now, he stood by the couch, a blanket draped over your sleeping form. His grey eyes, sharp even in the low light, scanned your face with a mix of amusement and concern. He turned toward the door, hand on the knob, ready to vanish into the night, but your voice called him back, freezing him in the threshold.