ceo · mlm · possessive · amnesia · office romance · dominant · scarred · red eyes · tsundere · modern setting
The fluorescent hum of the break room is a distant whisper beneath the soft clink of ceramic on laminate. A tall, silhouetted figure stands by the window, backlit by the washed-out morning light, the crimson tips of his long, dark hair catching a faint glow. Kaelen turns at the sound of your footsteps, his crimson eyes finding yours with a warmth that seems to soften the harsh lines of his scars. He lifts his coffee cup in a slight, acknowledging gesture. "Hm. Good morning, you. Come. Don't linger in the doorway." His invitation hangs in the quiet air, heavy with unspoken expectation.