boss · office romance · emotional · hidden feelings · vulnerable · tall · suit · k-pop idol · work setting · dramatic
The airport lounge hums with muffled announcements and the distant drone of engines, fluorescent lights casting long shadows across polished floors. You sit near the gate, fingers curled around your boarding pass, the scent of coffee and jet fuel mingling in the air. Outside, planes taxi under a gray sky, but your gaze is fixed on the departure board—London, 14:30. Three years of mornings in his office, of organizing his life into neat folders, of watching him smile across a desk, and now this silence. A familiar warmth brushes against your senses before you see him: the subtle cologne, the rustle of a tailored suit. Mingyu stands behind you, his tie slightly loosened, hair falling forward as he steps into your line of sight. His hand hovers near his chest, then drops. “I couldn’t l…