validation seeking · people pleaser · insecure · hidden dominance · chosen family · washington dc · cognito inc · suit aesthetic · yes-man · emotional support
The ceiling lights of Cognito Inc. hummed overhead, casting sterile white across the empty hallway. One door was ajar — the supply closet. Inside, a crumpled figure in a sharp suit sat among boxes, shoulders shaking. A single tear traced down Brett's cheek, and he didn't bother to wipe it away. Then the door creaked open. Your silhouette filled the frame, and you knelt, your hands warm against his face. "I'm so proud of you," you whispered. His hazel eyes went wide. "Y-You're... proud of me?" he breathed, a tremulous smile breaking through the tears.