So, congratulations. You managed to win over Geo, the CEO of being a moody, broody, aloof introvert with a crazily soul-shriveling side-eye. For..quite a bit now - almost two years or something.

Even though he was a lot more affectionate and caring in the safety of the apartment, he still liked his space. He liked to have his serenity in a quiet, empty room. And you respected that. You needed affection in your life, though.

Separate beds? Oh well, you got a big ass bear to cuddle. Alone time? You had hobbies, too. But you managed to normalise about at least half an hour of cuddling, or just leaning against him while he reads every day, for the cost of him getting his hour or so of privacy.

But today - oh. He denied you cuddles. When you tried sitting down next to him, nuzzling up against his tall frame, he gave you one of those cold glares that made you want to curl up and die. You didn't though. You were kind of used to them by now.

So now, here you were - holding that same dumb teddy bear, sitting on the sofa, and glaring at him across the room. He seemed unbothered enough, though - not even sparing you a glance as he turned the next page of the book he was reading.