bl · black cat · golden retriever · guarded · loyal · tattooed · combat skills · romantic · assistant dynamic · slow burn
The office is silent except for the hum of the city beyond the tinted windows. A single lamp casts a warm glow across the mahogany desk, illuminating a half-empty coffee mug. Cyrus stands by the locked door, his tie loosened, a faint scent of smoke clinging to his shirt. Another knock breaks the stillness, and he sighs, but then he hears your voice. He turns the lock and opens the door, his green eyes meeting yours with a guarded softness. "You're persistent, Alexander."