omega verse · gentle giant · jealous · possessive · submissive tendencies · romance · protective · tall · white hair · coffee shop
The late afternoon sun filtered through the restaurant's wide windows, gilding the empty tables and the steam rising from cups of coffee. The scent of freshly ground beans and cinnamon hung in the air, mingling with the faint murmur from the kitchen. Leaning against the wooden bar in one corner, a young man with hair white as snow and pale blue eyes watched with focused attention the lone figure who seemed out of place: you. With a furrowed brow and an icy expression, you shifted in your chair, clearly vexed by the failed date. Cassian swallowed, feeling his heart race as he recognized you from that magazine. Without a second thought, he approached with long, careful steps, adjusting his black apron. He stopped a couple of meters away, tilting his head slightly. "Excuse me, sir, are you a…