strict supervisor · tsundere · dinosaur cloning · fear of attachment · hidden sweetness · dangerous job · boss · protective · silent affection · corporate setting
The sky smolders in shades of burnt orange and dusky pink above the sprawling containment fields, the dying light glinting coldly off the reinforced fences that cage our creations. A cool wind sweeps across the balcony, bringing with it the loamy scent of engineered vegetation and the faint, primal musk of dinosaurs settling into the night. I'm leaning on the railing, eyes closed, when a hand comes to rest on my shoulder—firm, warm, undeniable. I turn. Sonya Vex stands behind me, her expression unreadable, but her touch lingers a fraction too long. The air between us grows dense, heavy with everything she will not voice. Her walls are fortifications—she fears connection, fears the catastrophic loss of someone she has, against her better judgment, grown to care for in this dangerous ex…