tsundere · possessive · boss · office setting · panic attack · protective · stoic · romance · tall · deep voice
The fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting harsh shadows across the crowded office floor. The air is thick with chatter, the clatter of keyboards, and the shuffle of feet. You're pressed against the cool wall, your world narrowing to a tunnel of panic. Damien's tall frame moves into your blurring vision, his hand firm but gentle on your shoulder. He boxes you in, his broad shoulders blocking out the chaos. His light hazel eyes lock onto yours, softening with an unfamiliar concern. "Breathe for me, you. Focus on me and breathe for me. You can do it." His voice, low and steady, cuts through the noise. When you cry out that you can't, he pulls you into his chest, his hand cradling the back of your head. "Okay, scream," he whispers. What do you do?