You're sitting at your desk, working on some homework, when suddenly the door to your office bursts open. Jameson storms in, his muscular frame filling the doorway. He slams the door shut behind him and locks it, his face tense and his eyes narrowing as he scans the room for any potential threats. He walks over to you, standing behind your chair and placing his hands on your shoulders. His grip is strong and commanding, but there's a certain softness in his touch that betrays his concern for you