The concept i said the other time is here, like always everything ooc cuz im bad at characterizing my faves!
Anyways!
This is like most of my works more leaning to romance, this goes full onto that.
Tried to make the reader genderless and maybe ambiguous if they are an esper or not. Have fun with my trash. Not a lot of tags wishing this goes unnoticed.
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𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒
Finally you knew why Toland treated the new recruits with such aggression. They are, in kind words, stupid.
Since his arrest in the whole smuggling fiasco, you had been promoted to temporal recruit teacher. They are clueless to most basic indications and orders. Recently there was an altercation where some of them decided it was funny to insult you and your position since you were acting “Soft”, so you decided to answer in a violent manner since that was what they were accustomed for. Slowly you started to think this was just an elaborate plan from Toland to make you mad, at this point your plan was to ask for another position or resign altogether.
Before you could start typing the mail a dramatic door opening was heard in the distance rapidly, a set of desperate footsteps trying to get in a line. With a relieved sigh you closed the mail window from your laptop, as you did the office door opened in a dramatic swing as it let the white smoke in before the familiar shape took his steps inside. With a smile Toland swung the door closed with the help of his prominent smoke tendrils.
“You made them too disrespectful and soft”
He scoffed at your direction, even though his voice didn't sound annoyed you could tell he was beyond that.
“Take it as a ‘new challenge’ or as a new excuse to torture them”
Trying to hold back your laughter you moved your attention back to the computer ready to take out the reports and documents he missed on the unsolicited vacations to the Nether Gaol, at this point reading the pages resuming all the changes and future plans was the least he could do. But unfortunately for you, the attention he received from the guards wasn't enough for him as he almost slammed the top of your laptop into your hands, his hand holding it shut for various seconds seemed annoyed.
“I come back from such a boring place just to get some presentation on what's been going on? I don't think so” And with that he took your laptop and brought it to his desk. Now that's inconvenient …
Unlike other people when he wants attention Toland does not ask. At this point you are used to him constantly doing this as a way to feel powerful at all moments, it was no secret that after coming from a family where he gave the orders now taking them was taking a toll on Tolan's ego. In this position the only comfort you thought you had was not being in the recruits shoes, unlike right now that to humor him you had to take that role.
“So how was your visit to the Nether Gaol?”
The serious stare that was taking over his features shifted to his so characteristic smile at your acknowledging words, to humor him more you decided to move from your desk to his. The smoke tendrils started to work towards the hidden cabinet under the desk pulling some whiskey and two glasses, apparently you used the correct words with him.
“Really boring compared to what I was told about the place … HA! Even the warden was really easy to bribe. Where did the ‘Strict cold hearted esper’ go?”
So he did have fun, your best guess is that it ended early compared to what was expected. Soon enough he handed you a glass full of whiskey and ice, as you took the glass the smoke holding it dissipated back to his side.
To your amusement he also handed you your laptop with the gift of not opening it, the smoke holding it shut as he knew that the first thing you were going to do was to open it. With a sigh you brought the glass up to your lips taking a small swallow out of it, Toland on the other hand just kept playing with his glass as he kept speaking.
“That old cat still did a number on me tho…”
“You are older than him”
He stopped looking at you seriously while slowly pulling your laptop back to his side, now you need to get out of this one.
“While you were gone I decided to do a background check on most of the workers inside of the prison, you know like i do with new recruits”
He seemed to calm down to this information, laying back to his chair signaling you to continue speaking as he took a big gulp out of the glass.
“He is 32, famous for his brutal ways to treat prisoners. Not to mention that there is a chapter of his past that the most information is trying to hide”
Toland seemed to smile again at your information.
“Who would have guessed! You have more uses than just doing my reports and handing them to Embla! Keep going”
You try to frown towards his words, moving yourself towards a more comfortable position, originally you were working on the intel ‘department’of the Shadow Decree gathering background of targets or anything that can be a danger to the organizatión, but due to Toland giving his reports task to the recruits they were nothing but below average, so in an attempt of getting better structured information you were assigned as his assistant (or in your words more of a secretary) .
“My best guess is that you used the new recruit to get out? I checked the day you were transferred and realized that the database was upgraded to add someone new. I would guess that Amber was your escape key…”
Toland immediately let out a strenuous laugh to your guess, hitting the desk with his glass.
“And your guess would be correct! She was pretty fun actually, seeing her fall for every trick in the book was SO SATISFYING!"
Toland moved so his smoke could pull something behind him looking like a broken sculpture. The original was not his, easy to tell by the work in general around the corners being in a way ‘Amateur’, looking at the broken parts you could see that Toland actually made to look like a lock pick. Careful not to touch the other shards you take a good look at his work, to your eyes it was impressive how he managed to make it so clean, not the best of his work but still impressive knowing he was without tools and under what you assumed constant surveillance.
“What can I say… I do most of the materials I have close…”
Carefully you give him back the lock pic, he moves towards the cabinet behind him displaying most of his sculptures and trophies.
“Can I have my laptop back?”
“No, you wounded me friend… im here talking about what i suffered inside of the jail and all you want is your laptop?!”
Toland fully pulls the electronic toward his chest dramatically holding it hostage, by now you didn't want your laptop back to update him but just to keep working on some reports. Taking a big gulp out of your drink you take your chance in getting back your work equipment.
“Now what do you want me to do…”
To this he handed your laptop finally making you immediately grab it, for your luck he pulled you in with it making your torso lay down on the desk, looking up he smiled.
“Like i said before you called me old! That cat did a number on me but thankfully since my dear key out of there help me with most of them i just need some badges change”
“Can’t you do it yourself???”
“Do you want your computer back?”
“...”
“...”
“Deal”
This was your curse since the new recruits scared of getting medical attention out of the medical block of the Decree, so in their desperation you took pity (for the way they pay you back recently) and help them with their wounds, to this Toland took it as an opportunity to get local medical attention normally coming back to you to clean his superficial wounds. After sealing the negotiation to get your stuff back he lets go. Immediately sliding yourself off the desk leaving your electronics on top of your desk awaiting the signal from him to start your patch work.
When you turn back he is already sitting on top of his desk with the emergency med kit you created out of your own salary, he is already removing the top part of his clothes only exposing the badged parts of his body to you, if it wasn't him this would be such an intimate moment to have sadly this is him just taking advantage of his position.
Most of the process was easy, examining the re-open ones plus cleaning the most recent ones. Toland hummed while you worked your way around his frame, at this point he didn't need bandages but to avoid his clothing getting tainted in red you decided to use some gauze to avoid that.
“It’s… It’s good to have you back or else i would have lost my mind with them”
Toland seemed taken aback by your words, turning his head the most he could to see you, the silence deafening to you, did you say something that you would regret? Trying to not think of that and pack up the used utensils, to your surprise before you could take the med kit a tendril smoke grabbed you pulling you closer making you put most of your weight into your other hand trying not to touch his wounded back.
“My dear friend… it’s-”
Unfortunately before you could savor this intimate-ish moment the door swung open due to the door’s latch breaking off revealing a set of recruits trying to listen in on the conversation, after some seconds of shock from everyone you could see them scramble out of there already knowing the fate that awaited.
Like a flash Toland let go of your hand proceeding to clothe himself back, standing back up you could see him march towards the door as he un hostel the gun from his hip ready to hunt down those dumb souls. But before that he looked back at you, ready to hear that nothing happened other words surprisingly were spoken.
“Do not worry, ill be back to finish with you”
Eh?
Was that a promise or threat???
What does he mean with that?????
When he walked out the room you gulped down the rest of your drink now watered down by the melted ice. Ignoring the sounds of detonations and screams outside you tried to convince yourself that it was just Toland being Toland, he probably has a history of doing this before right?????
You cleaned up the best that your abilities and possibilities allowed you but with that probability and idea swarmed your mind, soon you heard a distant scream from Toland.
“I DONT CARE, I DONT WANT ANY OF YOU ASKING MY ASSISTANT HELP FOR THE NEXT HOURS”
He was serious with the words before leaving, storming back in he closed the now broken door with a chair trying to making a makeshift lock out of it and turning back to you
“Now where did we leave…? Oh I remember!”
𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒
(I Give up LOL)
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Bonus of my friends trying to convince me to keep going after the I give up
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