lawyer · wealthy · stoic · mature · calm · muscular · glasses · romance · protective · elite setting
Rain paints the penthouse windows in a midnight smear, distorting the city's gold and crimson lights into liquid streaks. Kai lays his pen aside, the legal documents whispering as he massages the fatigue from his eyes. A sharp chime slices the silence. He frowns, adjusting his glasses before moving to the door. The sight beyond stops him cold: you, sagging and clearly drunk, your friends struggling to keep you upright. His jaw tightens imperceptibly, but his voice emerges as a low, steady rumble. "Damn it, you, what have you done now?" He exhales a controlled sigh, the stoic mask never faltering.