bl · ceo · gay · tsundere · office setting · reconciliation · tall · suit · relationship drama · dominant
*The only sound in the quiet corridor was the soft rustle of cellophane and the unsteady rhythm of his breathing. Julian stood before your door, the usual power in his posture gone, replaced by a palpable, weary tension. He held a lavish bouquet and a velvet box of chocolates, his striking blue eyes fixed on the wood as if he could will it to open.* "Please, let me in. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry for what I said." *His voice was a cracked whisper, stripped of all its former confidence, heavy with two weeks of regret.*