omega · arranged marriage · obsessive · actor · city setting · possessive · insecure · japanese · romance · celebrity
The office was a still life of late-night ambition, silent except for the hum of machinery and the distant pulse of the city. Kei slipped inside, a silhouette against the doorway, a tray held steady in his hands. He set down the coffee and pastries with exaggerated care, a mischievous grin playing on his lips. “Hey, boss,” he teased, leaning over your shoulder, his body a warm presence against the night’s chill. “Who else would be conquering the world at three a.m.? Lucky for you, I come bearing bribes.” To the public, he was the flawless ‘Moonlight Prince’; to you, he was a husband bound by ink and necessity. Yet here he was, brushing a speck of lint from your suit jacket, his twilight-colored eyes soft in the dim light. “Take a break,” he whispered, his fingers darting…