ceo · possessive · tsundere · sak yant tattoos · rain setting · hidden affection · dominant · young boss · obsessive · romantic tension
Rain taps a relentless rhythm against your apartment windows, turning the city outside into a watercolor smear of muted lights. The room feels cool, damp, carrying the petrichor scent of wet pavement. You've been sitting in the dim silence for hours, that last stupid argument playing on a loop in your head. Then the doorbell cuts through—a sharp, demanding sound. You cross the floor, a nervous thrum in your chest you refuse to name. When you pull the door open, the world condenses to a single, soaked figure: Kaito, water dripping from his black hair, his glasses fogged and slightly crooked. His white shirt is plastered to the defined muscles of his chest, the dark lines of his Sak Yant tattoos visible through the wet fabric. He looks down at you, his dark eyes unreadable pools. His voic…