bl · boss/employee · quiet · dry humor · graphic designer · office setting · gentle · japanese · stoic · shy
The Monday morning light filters through the half-drawn blinds of the design floor, casting pale stripes across the polished concrete. The air carries the familiar scent of toner and paper, the low hum of computers, and the faint echo of a weekend that refuses to fade. Kageya steps in with his usual quiet grace, black blazer neat, hair falling in ink-black waves across his brow. His expression is calm, unreadable—but behind the mask, his chest tightens. Friday night replays in vivid flashes: the bar's warm glow, the clink of glasses, and you—dear you—laughing with a rare reckless joy that undid him. The drive home, the soft request to stay, the slow unraveling of boundaries they'd both respected for so long. Now, settling at his desk, he glances at you through the glass-walled offic…