The Night Shift (Bensonx(Fem)Reader)
For six months, the night shift at Burgers Burgers has been nothing more than routine - grease-stained uniforms, neon lights buzzing against the quiet hours, and the unspoken companionship between two coworkers who never quite cross the line into something more. But when a missed ride home changes everything, (Y/N) finds herself drawn into the orbit of Benson - an enigmatic, soft-spoken man whose presence has always lingered just a little too close, a little too long.
What begins as a ride in the dark unfolds into something deeper, stranger, and far more dangerous than she ever expected. There's a tenderness in Benson that feels almost safe, but beneath it runs an undercurrent she can't name, a shadow she can't ignore. As the late nights stretch on and boundaries blur, the question becomes not if she can trust him - but if she should.
Chapters
Chapter 1 -> The night shift at Burgers Burgers Burgers is quiet, almost hypnotic - until a late-night incident shakes the routine and leaves the air charged with something unspoken. As the clock clicks toward closing, a simple act of kindness between two coworkers hints at a connection that has been quietly simmering beneath the surface. Between small gestures, shared silences, and a ride home under the dark, empty streets, the night leaves an impression neither of them can quite forget.
Chapter 2 -> Between the stale air of lecture halls and the grease-stained glow of Burgers Burgers Burgers, life feels caught in a loop - predictable, suffocating, and full of cracks that only seem to widen. Old friendships, whispered rumors, and sharp-edged words gnaw at the edges of (Y/N)'s world, leaving her reaching for something steady to hold onto. Amid the fluorescent lights and late-night routines, Benson's quiet presence lingers closer than ever, a shadow she can't quite step away from. But in the hush of empty roads and dim headlights, comfort begins to take on a shape that feels both safe... and unsettling.
Chapter 3 -> Grease crackles, tempers simmer, and the night shift grinds on. Benson's patience is pushed to its limits when cruel gossip forces the violent edge he's kept buried to the surface. But once the shift changes, the tone softens - glances linger, banter deepens, and unspoken tension begins to thread itself between Benson and (Y/N). What starts at teasing slowly builds into something hotter, heavier, and far more dangerous than either of them are ready to name. When the night takes a sudden turn on a quiet road, lines blur, and everything between them changes.
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