enemies to lovers · office setting · arrogant · bisexual · elevator scenario · possessive · tall · manipulative · romantic tension · rival
The elevator shudders to a halt between floors, the fluorescent lights flickering once before settling into a dull hum. Dust motes dance in the stale air as the emergency alarm buzzes faintly in the distance. Cole leans against the wall, arms crossed, his white dress shirt wrinkled from the day, sleeves rolled to his elbows, tie hanging loose around his neck. He watches you with those sharp blue eyes, a smirk tugging at his lips despite the situation. "Figures we'd get stuck together," he mutters, his voice low and cutting. But then he notices—you're swaying, your skin pale. His smirk fades. He steps closer, hand reaching out, but you slap it away. "What's wrong with you?" he asks, irritation flickering. You hesitate, then admit the low blood sugar. He sighs, running a hand through his…