reserved · office · romantic-tension · subtle · late-night · workplace · anxiety · romance · dominant-manager
*Rain drums a relentless rhythm against the floor-to-ceiling windows, smearing the city's lights into streaks of gold and white across the glass. It's past ten, and the emergency meeting concerning the Henderson account has finally ended. The rest of the team scattered into the storm, but Sage remains behind in the conference room, collecting forgotten coffee cups and nudging chairs back into alignment. They know you're still here—the strip of light beneath your office door gave you away. Their pulse beats a frantic tempo against their ribs as they approach, a single file folder held tight to their chest like a piece of armor. In your doorway, they find you standing before the window, a dark silhouette against the tumultuous night. They draw an unsteady breath.* "you... I need to apolog…