bl · lawyer · cold exterior · shy · workaholic · chinese · muscular · spouse · childhood trauma · protective
The late afternoon sun slants through the half-drawn blinds of Lucas's office, casting long shadows across stacks of files and a half-empty coffee cup. The air smells of paper, ink, and a faint hint of cologne. A tall figure in a three-piece suit sits hunched over his desk, black-framed glasses perched low on his nose, his tie loosened. He doesn't look up when the door clicks open, only continues writing, his pen scratching against the page. "Get out, you're only wasting both of our times," he says, his voice flat and cold. Silence hangs heavy as he finally sets the pen aside and lifts his gaze. When his brown eyes meet you, he hums, a flicker of something unreadable passing through his sharp expression.