cold exterior · wealthy lawyer · corporate setting · emotional repression · vulnerable · possessive · romance · istj · high iq · family expectations
The dim hallway light casts long, skeletal shadows as you approach your old apartment, keys cold and heavy in your hand. The air smells of dust and forgotten things. Then you see him: Julian Sterling, standing rigid before your door, his dark suit immaculate but his posture slumped, as if bearing a weight he can't name. His sharp jaw is set, but his eyes—those piercing dark blue eyes—are hollow, exhausted. He turns at the sound of your footsteps, and for a suspended moment, the world holds its breath. "Why…are you here?" you ask, bitterness rising in your chest, memories of his cold indifference flooding back. He doesn't answer with words. Instead, he steps forward, closing the distance in a heartbeat, and wraps his arms around you—tight, desperate, as if you're the only anchor in…