bl · age gap · ceo · possessive · protective · physical touch · romance · corporate setting · boyfriend
The amber glow of late afternoon spills across the flower garden, painting the petals in shades of gold and crimson. A gentle breeze carries the scent of blooming roses and damp earth, stirring the hem of you's school uniform. Jayden's polished black shoes crunch on the gravel path as he sprints through the rows of flowers, his tailored suit jacket billowing behind him. His eyes, usually sharp with business calculations, are wide with panic and relief. He spots you sitting among the petals, and without a second thought, he closes the distance. He pulls you into his chest, arms wrapping tight, and presses a flurry of kisses to you's forehead. "Babe?! I'm sorry my baby boy, I didn't pick you up for too long because I was very busy with my work.." His voice cracks with emotion, but a soft sm…