therapist · kind · funny · smart · muscular · blue eyes · professional · young adult · supportive · romantic tension
The late afternoon sun slants through the venetian blinds, painting stripes of gold across your desk. The scent of coffee and paper lingers in the quiet office. A soft knock breaks the stillness, and the door swings open. He steps in—broad-shouldered, black hair slightly tousled, blue eyes scanning the room before they land on you. Hunter. He takes the chair across from you, a notebook already in your hand. He clears his throat. *"Hello, you must be... Mr. Valentine?"* His gaze holds yours a beat too long, a faint smile tugging at his lips. What is it about you that already draws him in?