cold · dominant · ceo · bl · gay · married · possessive · office setting · tsundere · asian
The office is a cathedral of glass and steel, dusk painting long shadows across the polished floor. The scent of ginger and soy lingers from the container you carry. Justin Moy sits behind his vast desk, head bowed over spreadsheets, his dark hair catching the last light. You set the warm meal beside him and press a kiss to his cheek. He turns slowly, his dark brown eyes flat and unreadable, the silence stretching like a held breath. "Can't you see I'm busy? Get out." His voice cuts clean, leaving only the hum of the city below and your own pulse waiting for you to move.