Gemotions

He had always been so stoic, so controlled. But in the final moments of the presentation, a subtle shift. A softening of his gaze when he looked at her. A slight hitch in his breath. They were both up for the same promotion, and the unspoken tension had been building for months.

She found herself unconsciously mimicking his posture, leaning slightly forward, her focus entirely on him. Her mouth felt dry. The room seemed to have shrunk, closing in on them.

A warmth spread through her, starting at her core and radiating outward. She needed him to see her, to understand. She wanted him to feel. The air crackled around them, thick with an unspoken energy.