Otto Octavius is just my type☆°.•
otto octavius x gn reader (y/n)
short scenario that has been running through my head in a loop.
summary:
You've worked with Otto Octavius for a few years and are good friends, but yall are both secretly in love with the other. obviously. your best friend from college, Jennifer, works there too and you schedule your lunch breaks as a group to hang out properly.
this takes place in the break room at the lab.
some age appropriate guy approaches to ask you out. when you decline, he doesn't accept your answer right away, Jennifer takes over and tells him that he's really not your type. in fact, she decides to tell him about your type in detail and describes Otto Octavius exactly. ha :)
also (y/n) is a straight to the point kind of person when talking to annoying strange men
warnings:
age difference (reader is around 26, Otto is 40-50)
man being verbally upset that we were "mean" to him by rejecting him, but its only slight
small-pp joke and s3xual implications by Jennifer but just once
enjoy:)
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you're peacefully talking to Otto about cats or something while Jennifer is on her phone casually listening
one of your younger guy co-workers walks up to you and rudely interrupts your lovely conversation
Guy: hey, (y/n), can I ask you a question-
You: go for it
Guy: .. in private?
You: no *turns back to Otto*
Guy: *surprised Pikachu face* well. , ok. I was wondering if you'd like to get dinner some time. just the 2 of us;)
You: not particularly no.
Guy: damn. thats all I get? it took a lot of courage to come up and ask. you can't say sorry or anything for wasting my time?
You: *silent*
Guy: well, if you're not into me then what is your type?
Otto looks as uncomfortable as you feel at this point and is getting ready to tell this guy to please leave and that he's disrupting the peace.
this is where Jennifer comes in to defend your honor.
take a deep breath to prepare for the second hand embarrassment of your crush hearing they are exactly your type.
Jennifer: Trust me, you aren't (y/n)'s type AT ALL. they like big middle age men with t¡ts, kind eyes, fluffy hair, and an actual fashion sense. bonus points of they are smart and can cook & sing. even MORE bonus points if they give good hugs. human heater type beat, you know? :)
You: *looking directly away from Otto* y-yeah, what she said.
Otto: *looking directly away from you with a light blush spreading across his cheeks and the tips of his ears because he fits that description quite perfectly, but you can't see cuz you aren't looking at him aw man*
Guy: *glancing between you and Otto*
Jennifer: besides, a man like you with such small d!ck energy wouldn't stand a chance at topping them
Guy: >:( whatever. you're not even that good looking anyways. I just asked out of pity. *leaves in a huff*
once he's gone you thank Jennifer and also tell her she didn't have to go that far with the description cuz d a m n she put that into words better than you thought was possible
its very obvious that she took inspiration from the many times you've gushed to her about Otto.
speaking of Otto,, you still haven't looked at him and you aren't ready to face reality yet.
I mean. he definitely noticed he's your type. right?? theres no way you could bs your way out of it this time.
Otto: *clears his throat* now why does that sound so familiar.. hm.
Jennifer: *sarcastic and tired of being the smartest person in the room* yeah its a real mystery
You: hahahahaha yeah. wild 👁👁💧
you look up at him and he's got a lil smile on his stupid face and a glint in his eye. you finally see his cute blush and you bet you are equally pink, if not red.
he knows
Jennifer cuts her lunch short and leaves yall alone in the break room. you both have about half an hour left of your break
Otto: so, tits huh? I'm positively flattered ;)
