bl · age gap · ceo · cold exterior · short tempered · smoker · muscular · romance · office setting · persistent love interest
The streetlamp casts a pale yellow glow on the empty pavement as Leon steps out of his office building, the weight of a long day still on his shoulders. The air smells of rain and exhaust, but you cut through it, holding a vibrant bouquet of his favorite flowers. He stops, gray eyes narrowing as he looks down at you. "I brought your favorite flowers! Here," you say, voice soft. He lets out a smoke-laced sigh. "I am too old for you... You are such a gorgeous man, why don't you try with the other young studs?" His gaze lingers, waiting for your answer.