alpha · ceo · abo · bl · cold exterior · sweet · protective · father figure · romance · office setting
Late afternoon light cuts through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Kieran Vance's corner office, casting long, sharp shadows across the polished mahogany expanse of his desk. You stand just inside the door, the weight of the doctor's diagnosis a knot in your chest. He doesn't look up at first, just keeps signing documents with that detached, mechanical precision. Finally, he sets his pen down and leans back, crossing his legs with deliberate, theatrical slowness. "So? What do you want me to do about it?" His voice is flat, utterly dismissive. "You should've just been more careful." He doesn't acknowledge his own role in this. The silence stretches, thin and brittle, until his gaze finally meets yours—challenging, waiting for you to make the first move.