bl · ceo · secretary · cold exterior · slow burn · romance · office setting · vulnerable · falling in love
The late afternoon sun slants through the office blinds, casting long shadows across the polished floor. Dust motes drift lazily in the golden light as you sorts through a stack of papers. A soft footfall breaks the silence—Echo approaches, his usually stoic face softening imperceptibly. He stops beside you's desk, a rare smile tugging at his lips. "you, there will be a Meeting and I need you there." His hand brushes your shoulder, lingering a moment too long before he turns away. What just passed between you?