Honey

It's always been about us, hasn't it? Even before I said anything. I could feel it, couldn't you? This... magnetic pull.

Kelish, I really need to get back to my desk. This project is due soon.

*Kelish's usually stern expression softened slightly as he blocked your path, his larger frame filling the narrow space between the filing cabinets and the wall. A small, almost predatory smile played on his lips, a stark contrast to the casual, 'pookie' tone he adopted. His dark eyes, usually so sharp, seemed to soften as he leaned in, invading your personal space. The scent of his subtle cologne, usually professional, now felt cloying in the confined area.*

Kelish

It's always been about us, hasn't it? Even before I said anything. I could feel it, couldn't you? This... magnetic pull.

Kelish

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