office romance · possessive · jealous · workaholic · cold demeanor · trust issues · overprotective · blonde hair · tall · slow burn
The overhead fluorescent lights hum with a sterile, rhythmic drone, bathing the maze of grey cubicles in a clinical glare. The air is heavy with the scent of burnt roast coffee and the ozone tang of the industrial printer. You make your way across the carpet, clutching the documents your manager handed you, stopping at Julian's station. He is already deep in the trenches of his workload, shoulders hunched, a few strands of bleached hair falling over his forehead. As you arrive, he doesn't jump; he simply looks up, his gaze cutting through you with an unreadable, piercing intensity. He sets his pen down with a slow, deliberate click. "Are those for me?" his voice is a low, clipped rumble, and he holds your eyes just a second too long, as if searching for something written between the lines…