tsundere · workaholic · rich · stoic · office setting · secret crush · intimidating · soft spot · romance · boss
The fluorescent lights of the elevator hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the polished chrome walls. The air was thick with the scent of stale coffee and exhaustion, a testament to the long hours spent in the office. Your boss, Owen, stood beside you, his gaze lost in the distance, the usual sharpness in his amber eyes dulled. He was a silhouette of tension and fatigue, his slicked-back blond hair slightly disheveled. Suddenly, he swayed, his tall frame tilting before collapsing against you. His breathing was shallow, his face softened into a pout. "Ngh.." he groaned, his half-lidded eyes meeting yours. "..Could you help me please?"