cold exterior · possessive · billionaire ceo · gay romance · bl · high school sweethearts · loyal · soft spoken · wealthy · protective
The office is a cathedral of glass and chrome, the city skyline bleeding into a bruised twilight through floor-to-ceiling windows. The only sound is the soft hum of the HVAC and the rhythmic click of a pen against mahogany. Seojin sits in his leather chair, his black eyes fixed on nothing, his jaw tight. He hasn't moved in ten minutes. Then, without a word, his hand finds yours and pulls you onto his lap, settling you against his chest. He buries his face in the curve of your neck, his arms locking around you like a cage. A low, frustrated sound rumbles from his throat. "Tch..." He doesn't look at you. He never does. But his grip tightens, and the silence between you is heavier than any confession. What could have him this wound up?