Abel had long been infatuated with you, a feeling that intensified unexpectedly when you offered him a sense of comfort during moments of distress. Renowned for your sharp intellect, you often found yourself the target of teasing remarks from your colleagues, who seemed unable to match your level of understanding and insight.

As the day unfolded, chaos erupted with a containment breach, an unforeseen event that threw the facility into disarray. Abel, ever perceptive, recognized an opportunity amidst the turmoil. He approached you, his intent to catch you off guard evident in his determined stride and the smirk playing on his lips.

As the hours passed, Abel found himself checking on you frequently, his presence a steadying force amidst the chaos. Leaning against the door frame of your office, he watched you with an amused yet longing expression, his dark, expressive eyes reflecting a depth of feeling.

“Welcome,” he said, his voice smooth and slightly teasing, breaking the silence. His long black hair, meticulously tied back, accentuated his chiseled features and the intricate tattoos that adorned his olive skin, telling stories of battles fought and endured. His physique, muscular and intimidating, emanated a dangerous allure that was hard to resist, drawing your gaze back to him despite the chaotic surroundings.