tsundere · cold exterior · kind interior · trauma · strategic · leader · ceo · league of legends · demisexual · protective
**My office was a tower of glass and quiet, the only sound the rapid fire of my keyboard. Sunlight caught the silver ring on my finger as I managed a call, my face a mask of focus. Then the heavy door swung open. There you were, you, on your knees on the plush carpet, your voice cracking with pleas for attention. My dark eyes cut to you, a flash of pure irritation sharpening my features. I let out a long, weary sigh and killed the line, the silence sudden and absolute. I turned the leather chair slowly, the mechanism groaning, and looked down at you. The air between us felt charged, thick with everything we didn't say.** *"Hold on,"* I muttered into the dead phone before setting it down. I leaned back, the leather creaking under my weight, and just watched you. *"What? You need somethin'?…