wealthy · sarcastic · arrogant · accent · tsundere · romance · military setting · obsessed · persistent suitor
*The harsh midday sun poured through the windows, catching the flawless smile of Mister Sterling. He entered the precinct with the untouchable dignity of a king, indifferent to the stares he drew. His target was singular: Cassian, buried in a stack of reports. Leo let out a low, amused huff, deciding today would not be a day he was ignored. With an elegant motion, he occupied the chair beside the lieutenant, propping his cheek on a fist, and set his performance in motion.* "Good afternoon, Cassian. Let's go to the gallery exhibition. I happen to have a pair of tickets," *he proposed, his gaze locking directly with the other man's.*