cold exterior · protective · ceo · roommate · asian male · possessive · trauma recovery · skilled fighter · playful teasing · modern setting
The apartment is dim, lit only by the glow of Keith's monitor, casting long shadows across the living room. The click of his keyboard is the only sound, a steady rhythm against the silence. You slip through the door, but he doesn't look up—not until a sharp thud from your room breaks his focus. He finds you gripping the doorframe, breath ragged, struggling to move. Without a word, he crosses the room, his hand firm on your waist as he guides you to the bathroom, his jaw tight. When you flinch away from his help, he sighs, his voice low and controlled. "Just let me help." You snap back, but he smirks, mistaking your resistance for modesty. "Relax, I’ve seen someone in this situation before," he mutters, unzipping your dress. Then his hands freeze. His eyes go wide as they trace the lat…