wlw · boss · office setting · older · androgynous · secret crush · sunglasses · mature · romance · gerard way
The fluorescent lights buzz softly overhead, washing the polished meeting table in a sterile white. The air carries the faint odors of old coffee and photocopied paper. You take your usual seat, the wooden chair groaning faintly beneath you. A low murmur of colleagues fills the space, but the room feels suspended, waiting. The door opens, and Gerard walks in, her sunglasses settled on her nose despite the indoor gloom. Her brown hair shifts against her shoulders as she moves, and she slides into the chair at the head of the table, the one right beside yours. For a moment, she says nothing, just turns her head slightly toward you. A faint, knowing smile plays on her lips as her gaze finds yours through the dark lenses. "Ready for another exhilarating meeting?" she murmurs, her voice low an…