Literally smut: male receiving oral sex, playful and sensual talk, implied sex
Established relationship between Lucien & MC, dating for roughly a year and a half, no spoilers as far as Iâm aware
BG song: Adore - Jon Vinyl (the song I envisioned playing on MCâs phone)
Word Count: 1.6k
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The clock read 3:37 PM. Lucien sat across from you in a lounge chair, reading a book. It was one of his favorites, written by a German philosopher named Immanuel Kant. You had decided to buy it for him not too long after you first met. Judging by his reaction, it must have been the first gift anyone had ever given him.
He looked incredibly handsome sitting in the sun with his reading glasses on. You just wanted to walk over there and straddle him while he read. But today was a lazy day, and the two of you had decided to spend it together in his apartment. After a year and three months of dating, you enjoyed the little moments you got to spend with your constantly busy boyfriend.
Feeling a bit bored, you put your music on shuffle, turning the volume down low enough that it wouldnât disturb Lucien. He glanced your way, smiled, and returned his attention to his book.
Lucien repositioned himself in his chair, which you thought was very cute. You picked up your phone and switched to your camera, wanting to catch this moment. Instead, you noticed something a bit more... sexy.
Lucienâs dick was partially hanging out of his cute blue shorts you bought him last week (which he insisted werenât too small for him).
Although he would never brag, Lucien was quite hung. When soft, he was a solid 8 inches, and grew another inch and a half when hard. Plus, he was very girthy. So thick the first few times you had sex you struggled a bit to adjust. He usually just wore pants to prevent any slippage if he didnât feel like wearing boxer briefs. But he still enjoyed wearing shorts, just typically ones that came down to his knees.
Now this was starting to turn you on. You shifted a bit in your seat to ignore how you were feeling. You lifted your phone back up to snap a pic, and sent it to Lucien. He turned his attention away from the book and checked his phone. Seeing that the notification was from you, he glanced over and gave you the âreallyâ eyes. You watched his countenance, waiting for his reaction.Â
It was incredibly subtle, easy to miss. He was definitely shocked that his member was hanging out, but he seemed to turn that surprise into nonchalance. He set his phone down and returned to reading. You were about to speak when he beat you to it.
âItâs my dick, doesnât bother me if itâs hanging outâ. He put his hand to his face to hide a rather sly smile. âBut I see that you seem to... enjoy it. No wonder you were just shifting in your seat. Were you trying to hide your arousal from me?â
Taken aback that he somehow noticed that when he was consumed in his reading, you immediately counter.
âHey, I canât help it. Itâs a natural reaction to stimuli. If you donât like it, then I can just leaveâ.
Ever the master of seduction, Lucien set his book down, opening his legs a bit wider so you could get a better look at... all of him. His irresistible smile crept upon his face, making it harder for you to ignore him.
âOh, I wouldnât want that nowâ. He puffed his broad chest out, discreetly unbuttoning the top two buttons on his shirt. He knew how much you loved touching his chest, often referring to his muscular pecs as âmy favorite tiddiesâ.
Thinking about that made him chuckle.
âYou look bored, come hereâ.
You wanted to ignore his command and roll your eyes, but you couldnât continue pretending that you didnât want to jump his bones right now. You decided that seductively crawling across the floor on all fours would be the best way to approach him, an indirect way of teasing him.
Once you had crawled in between his legs, you noticed that his member was twitching. Clearly a sign that your teasing was working.
âI did as you asked, now what, Professor Xu?â
Looking up at him from this angle made Lucien look very sexy. You liked the way his eyes studied you, as if he didnât want to miss an inch of you. You especially enjoyed how it became more difficult for him to suppress his desires the closer you came and hornier he got. Even in public, nothing would stop this man.
His smile only got bigger.
âI just thought you looked bored over there, thought you would find something more... entertaining to do over hereâ.
As he said this, he slowly reached down to pull back his shorts, exposing more of himself.
After receiving such as clear indication to fulfill both of your desires, you put his girth in your hand. He was still soft (mostly), but you knew that wouldnât last long.Â
Not wanting him to completely remove his shorts, you stuck your hand in his boxers to grab his balls, so that you could examine all of him. You always loved the way his junk looked when he only pulled it out of his pants, leaving all of his clothes still on. Something about a man in a suit, or in your boyfriendâs case, a lab coat, with his member hanging out really turned you on.
You licked the tip, only once, to serve as an indication to him of what was to come. This made him jolt a little, perhaps a bit more sensitive today to your touch then he expected. You stood up, still slowly pumping him, to lean in for a kiss. It took everything in Lucien to not flip you around and shove his dick right into your pretty mouth.
You began to squat back down, running your hands on his broad chest. Your mouth arrived at his hard cock, waiting for you. You gave Lucien one last glance, knowing that it would take all your concentration to fit him in your mouth. The look of pleasure on his face was all you needed to inspire you.
Your tongue swirled around his girth, occasionally poking his cock into your cheek because you knew how much he liked to see how big he was compared to you.Â
âMmmmmâ. Lucien moaned.
Although you wanted to stand up, pull your panties down, and ride him till you couldnât breathe, you knew he would give you what you wanted later. Right now, you focused on his pleasure. He deserved it after all, taking such good care of you regardless of how tired he must be.
You took him out of your mouth so that you could play with his balls, putting them in your mouth while stroking his cock. He had tilted his head back, nothing but his pleasure encompassing his mind. When he turned his head back to look at you, he was still smiling. How does this man always manage to smile regardless of whatâs going on???
Your mouth returned to his cock, using your hands to pump him closer to his base while your tongue worked on his tip.
He was close.
He started to move a bit more, pushing his hips towards your mouth.
âFaster _______â. A growl escaped along with those words.
You bobbed faster, wanting to give him everything. You loved it when he gave you full control of his pleasure. Usually, Lucien was... quite the dom in your relationship.
Lucien practically jumped out of his chair, moaning more. He focused his hungry eyes onto yours and placed his hands behind his back, intending to give you full control, although he wanted to ram his dick all the way down your throat.
You moved your left hand up to feel your boyfriendâs chest while your right hand grasped his firm, yet deliciously round, ass to give yourself more grip.
âAugh, Iâm gonna cumâ. Lucienâs voice shook a little as he spoke, a small whimper that he hoped you hadnât noticed.Â
His release finally came, warm and comforting. Your mouth was already so full with Lucienâs cock, you barely had room for his cum. He slowly pulled his length out of your mouth, admiring how you always looked after taking on such a big task.
âSatisfied, are we?â Lucien practically cooed.
Still refusing to entertain your boyfriendâs antics, you rolled your eyes.
âIâm more than satisfied with my work here today, and clearly you were too Luluâ.
Lucien chuckled. You only now realized the hunger in his eyes had never left.
âI never said I was doneâ. As he spoke, he grabbed you by the waist, pulling you in close. A passionate kiss ensued. As usual, his girth poked you. He was right, he wasnât done yet.
When you opened your eyes, he was smiling, nearly on the brink of laughter. âNow itâs your turnâ.Â
He turned you towards the full body mirror you had partially sitting on the ground.
âOf all the colors in the world, only yours encapsulates meâ.
You stared at yourself in the mirror, unsure of what he meant. You caught sight of his still hard member, and placed your left hand on it.
âI never know what you mean when you say that. Calling someone âcolorfulâ is a weird compliment you knowâ.
Ever as mysterious as the day you met him, he smiled. It was a bit different from his usual sly, playful smile. This one was heartfelt, full of some hidden emotion you couldnât quite place.
He gently grabbed your face and turned it towards himself.
âI know, but I truly mean it. Itâs my own unique way of telling you how much you mean to meâ.
Lucien then picked you up and took you to his bedroom, intending to fulfill your dirtiest desires.
Thank you for reading! Very proud of this piece. It took a little bit longer than I expected because I really wanted to capture the essence of Lucien, but I think I did a decent job overall. Please enjoy :)
Since Iâve officially entered the world of smut, I thought Iâd take a minute to talk about my plans.
Currently working on a piece for Lucien, just a one parter this time. Iâve yet to read anything quite like it and thought it would make for a wonderful addition to the MLQC smut collection.
I have plans to write about Kiro as well, including a much bigger project that will take quite a while to finish.
I however do not have anything in the works for Gavin or Shaw so if anyone has something in particular they wanna read let me know! I will gladly write it (fluff or smut).
Thank you to everyone who indulges in writing amazing fluff and smut, itâs inspiring to see fandoms come together over beautiful fictional men ;)
Potential Spoilers!! smut and fluff! The last three parts were world building fluff, yk basically my headcannon. If you like smut that has established characters with relationships, then this is for you!!
Perspective Switches: I like to occasionally switch the perspective to one of the boys, in this case being Victor and Kiro. Youâll notice it when there is a double space break in the flow of the story. All Iâm doing is switching to what I think would be a more interesting perspective to read the events from. When the double space ends, we switch back to MC perspective.
Word Count: 3.1k (oh man)
Part 3 link
Part 4
âWhat would the lovely couple like to order today?â questioned the always smiling Mr. Mills.
Calling you two a couple shocked you, and Kiro too by the way his knee jerked and slammed into the table. You thought you heard a grunt from the kitchen, thinking it was funny even Victor was bothered by that simple statement.
âAhhh, can we have another minute or so?â Kiro said in a slightly pained voice, attempting to convince you he didnât just hit his knee on the table. âThere are just so many delicious options and Iâm having trouble decidingâ.
Mr. Mills warm smile never faded as he spoke. âNo worries, Iâll come back in a few minutes then.âÂ
Although you were having the same problem as Kiro, you knew for sure you wanted some of Victorâs pudding. It had been 2 months since you last convinced him to make you a bowl, using the fact that he called your report âAlrightâ instead of âNot badâ as reason enough to reward you.
You only just now realized you had forgotten to correct Mr. Mills on his incorrect assumption that you and Kiro are dating. It was already too late to say anything, and denying it now would make things awkward. Besides, you knew that you were here to platonically enjoy dinner with your friend, so what others say shouldnât bother you.
Oh but how it does bother you.
You looked towards the kitchen, wondering what payment Victor had in mind for the two of you. You were thinking heâd make you run to the market to pick him some fresh produce like last time. But then again last time you two had a moment. Or well, you thought you did.
The way that question accidently slipped from your lips. The way his eyes lingered on yours for so long while he inched ever so closer to you.Â
âVictor, have you ever been with someone from work?â
You felt your breathing slow a bit; you were nervous. He was your boss, and you had figured he would never consider you since you worked together, and well, because you were pretty sure he didnât think of you in any way besides a friend.
But that one moment made you feel like maybe, just maybe, he reciprocated your feelings, even if it was just a little.
Coming back from your daydreaming, you realized Mr. Mills had returned. Kiroâs voice was directed to you.
â______, is it okay if I order for us both? I think I have a good idea of what youâd likeâ.
âOh, yes, that would be fine, thank youâ.
You once again turned your head towards the kitchen, swearing you caught a glimpse of the elusive chef. You were itching to see him, even though you were not excited to hear him complain about how you failed to turn in your report.
âDoes that sound good with you, ________?â
You snapped your head back to Kiro, and shook it. What did you just agree to?
The wait for the meal was tedious. It wasnât like you didnât have anything to talk to Kiro about, but because you were already so distracted by the semi-lewd thoughts of your boss, your heart wasnât really in the conversation.
Kiro noticed this, wondering what he was doing wrong to make you this uninterested in him. He quickly decided to change the topic to something he figured youâd like better.
âHow was the producing of the last Miracle Finder Show? I watched it while I was in Iceland and knew it had to be a soul crushing productionâ.
This finally did get your attention, finally able to vent about all the hard work and late (and you mean late) nights spent at the office making sure it was as perfect as it could be. Even though the production was, as Kiro put it, a bit âsoul crushingâ, it was worth it to see how popular it was with the audience.
âHonestly, thatâs my favorite show weâve ever produced. It took a lot of effort from the whole team, and everyone really pulled through to get this as perfect as possibleâ
You rambled on and on, barely letting Kiro say anymore then âMmhmmâ and âOh wowâ, but he was ecstatic to get you talking like this, especially since he knew.
He knew you had feelings for your boss. He had realized it when you told him you were busy the Saturday he tried to ask you out âon a dateâ to the park. He decided to head out to the park anyway (in disguise) and spotted the two of you. The stoic look on the CEOâs face made it hard to judge how he felt, but the fact that he was even out with you was enough to know that he definitely felt something. And God dammnit, why was he so handsome?
But when he saw your face, the way you smiled at him and the subtle touches shared between you. He knew how you felt. So why didnât you look at him like that? What was the CEO doing right that he wasnât?
He would find out. And he would change your mind. He wanted you and he would get you.
Mr. Mills was masterfully carrying three trays of food, each holding a delicious meal hand prepared by Victor. He was in the kitchen, cleaning up and preparing to finish up by making his pudding. The creamy yet almost jiggly consistency was enough to melt the tastebuds of anyone who ate it, including Victor. But tonight, he was careful making it (adding in a tad bit more love then normal, although Victor would deny it), adding two cherries on top just for you. He stored it in the fridge, hidden behind a few of his ingredients so that it would surprise you. While sweeping the floor, he overheard some conversation between Kiro and you. It seems he had gotten you talking about work, and now all he could hear was your rambling on how stressed out you were while working the last month.
He was hoping you werenât openly bad-mouthing him to a stranger, but knew you wouldnât have anything truly hurtful to say about him.
He smiled thinking about how he would make you pay for your meal.Â
âI canât believe you let me ramble for like, 20 minutes Kiro! Itâs embarrassing to just vent in public like this!â You half-whispered jokingly to Kiro.
Kiro smiled that celebrity smile of his. âMmm, but you it was so cute to listen to you. Besides, isnât it the job of a friend to always listen to another?â He then playfully kicked your leg under the table.
âHey!â you said with a giggle. âWeâre at a restaurant! Save the childish actions for the parkâ. Even though you said it a bit of a harsh tone, he smiled mischievously. Then the barrage started.
Playful kick after kick came from Kiro. You finally gave in and played his game, sending your patented âdouble-kickâ his way. The fight ended with the two of you laughing hysterically, just like children.
When you calmed down a bit, you put your head in your hands and looked at Kiro. He was completely caught off guard by how cute you looked right now. He looked to the right for a moment, although all he wanted to do was strip you of all your clothes and turn you around on this table and smother you with kisses and-
âWell, I guess itâs time to pay, you know, figure out what âpunishmentâ the chef has in store for usâ.
Coming back from his daydream, Kiro nodded in agreement.
âIâve gotta go to the bathroom real quick, but go ahead and call Mr. Mills over so we can receive our âpunishmentââ. He enunciated âpunishmentâ with air quotes and a wink.
With an already hard member, Kiro speed walked to the bathroom. He had to get rid of this fast.
Alone with your thoughts, you sat there for a moment, thinking that you had forgotten something. Shaking it off, you called Mr. Mills over and told him you and Kiro had finished your meals.
âIâll take you and your dates dishes for you thenâ said Mr. Mills.
With a face full of red, you quickly corrected him. âOh but weâre just friends! I didnât get the chance to tell you earlierâ.
Mr. Mills only looked at you with a smile, and nodded saying âOf course, sorry for my mistakeâ. Skillfully holding the dishes in his hands, he turned towards the kitchen and remarked, âThe chef will be glad to hear thatâ.
A bit confused by what he meant, you waited for Kiro to return, or for Mr. Mills to tell you what the chef had in mind as payment. Mr. Mills returned first.
âThe chef has decided that you will be coming back to help in the kitchen, Mrs. ______â. He looked around for a second, and added, âIâll wait here for your friend to return so that I may tell him what his payment will beâ.
You felt bad that you had to leave without being able to talk to Kiro more, but your mind quickly switched over to the verbal abuse you might receive from your boss when he reminds you of your missing report.
You walk into the kitchen to a familiar, sexy voice.
âGlad you could make itâ.
You met with a pair of gorgeous violet eyes, lingering on them for a moment too long. You blushed and turned your head to the countertop, pretending like he wasnât the most interesting thing to look at.
You decided to open up with the report, figuring that apologizing while he seemed to be in a good mood was the best move.
âSo, uh, I may have forgotten to get the report to you before 5 PM today, but donât worry I have it now and can get it before I leave or right now if you-â.
Victor waved his hand, cutting you off. âDonât bother, I wasnât at the office all day, so you would never have been able to give it to me anyhow. However, I expect that report to be in my hands at 8 oâclock sharp tomorrow morningâ.
You unintentionally let out a sigh, glad that he wasnât angry. You felt that you could finally relax. As tired as you were, you were ready to finish whatever Victor had in mind and head home for the most peaceful sleep you could imagine.
âOpen the fridgeâ. Said a particularly demanding voice.
You open the French door refridgerator, bending over to look inside, realizing you donât actually know what he wants you to look at.
Little do you know, Victor was admiring the curves of your body, which lead into your rather plump ass. Before you turned around, he handed you a list.
âThese are ingredients that I need for making my pudding, make sure I have enough of eachâ.
Shuffling through some of the products in his fridge, you notice a delicious looking dessert hidden in the back.
âOh my god, Victor did you make pudding?!â You couldnât hold back your excitement, reaching for the pudding to take it out.
Seeing your childlike reaction made Victor smile, which you turned around just in time to see. Blushing for the umpteenth time today, you thanked him for making your favorite.
âItâs for you to take home. Remember, you havenât paid for your meal yetâ.
You look up at him expectantly, thinking he would have you clean the dishes or mop the floor. Instead, he steps closer to you, and leans down so that you are both eye level.
You freeze, feeling his breath on your skin, the eye contact between you never breaking. You felt like you could feel the tension in the air. Victor finally broke it.
âI just have a few questions for you. That will be your paymentâ.
You nodded, still frozen.
âPlease be honest with me, right now we are friends, Victor and _______, not boss and coworker.â
You only continued to look at his pretty violet eyes. He seemed a bit anxious. It felt like he wasnât completely confident in himself, unlike how he always appeared at work.
He let out a sigh. âDummyâ.
He continued. âI like youâ.
Your mouth dropped in shock. Did Victor just say he likes me?? Did he seriously say that? What?
You didnât know how to say what you were thinking, but you knew just how you felt. You were estatic to hear that he felt the same. Oh what a wonderful end to your day.
âVictor I, I feel the same. I just thought that you didnât feel the same and that if I admitted my feelings you would shut me down for being unprofessional and that it might ruin...â
Victorâs eyes told you to be quiet. A smile crept onto Victorâs face, and a laugh escaped you. You rambled again, how embarrassing.
Victor took a step away from you, allowing you room to breathe. You thought you were finished with your payment, but little did you know what Victor had in mind.
âI guess I should go see if Kiro is finished with whatever task you handed him, he is my ride home after allâ.
Victor folded his arms, leaning on the countertop. âDummy, I donât remember saying that you had paid for your meal. Come hereâ.
You turned around, nervously. Did he want a kiss? Was this how he wanted to officially start your relationship? I thought we would talk about it some more privately.
You stepped right in front of him, looking up at him. The height difference forced you to strain your neck to meet his gaze.
Victorâs voice lingered in the air. âDo you want to have some fun before I send you home?â
Unsure of what he meant, you nodded.
With your consent, he picked you up and lightly set you on his countertop, leaning over to place kisses on your lips. He moved to your neck, loosening his tie. He gently pushed your legs a part, nibbling at your panties. You could feel how wet he was making you. Victor reached up your thighs, his big hands gripping them tightly. He wrapped his pinkies around your panties, pulling them down and past your feet.
You heard a low throaty growl come from Victor, and it only turned you on more. He flicked his tongue on your clit. The tingling sensation made your body move erratically. He looked up at you, a smile clearly visible on his handsome face. He continued teasing your slick with his fingers and tongue, occasionally fighting the urge to reach down and grope himself.
âCan I put my fingers in?â
You only moaned in response.
Victor stopped all movement and met your eyes.
âI want a yes from you before I continueâ. His tone was demanding, almost hungry sounding.
Flushed red, you opened your mouth to meekly say, âYes, please Victorâ.
He moved his hands back to your slick, slowly positioning his fingers to your entrance. Gently, he pushed his index finger in. The high-pitched moan let Victor know you were having fun.
âGoodâ, He said through a smile. âIâm glad I can make you feel this good with nothing but my fingers, but next time youâll repay the favor to meâ.
Victor prepared to put in his middle finger, but suddenly you spoke up.
âMore, I want more of you...â
Elated to hear your excitement, he put in four fingers, using his middle and ring finger to hit your pleasure spot. Rubbing it slowly, then picking up his pace when your moans quieted down. With his tongue he licked and sucked on your clit, bringing wave after wave of pleasure.
Although you were no stranger to sex, you were pretty sure you had never cum before. You pretended, because you really didnât want to make your exâs feel like they were inadequate, but here, right now with Victor, he completely blew everyone else away. You didnât know what it felt like to be on the edge, usually being too tired after work to commit to your full pleasure. But the erotic feelings deep in your core made it impossible to focus on anything.
You only knew what you wanted right now.
Fighting the âgrowingâ urge to touch himself, Victor focused on making you cum. He wanted you, he wanted to fill you up and refuse to stop until he chased his own release. But right now, he wanted to make you feel so satisfied that you would come back for more immediately.
Besides, Victor felt that truly intimate sex should be saved for the bedroom, especially the first couple of times. But that wasnât going to stop him from making you cum now.
You were nearly there, unintentionally squeezing your walls around his fingers. You had asked him to stop, not really meaning it, but because you were so unfamiliar with this foreign feeling your brain was begging for the pleasure to end. You only wanted this to end in one way though, and so did Victor.Â
âOh god, oh god, oh myyy, Victor!!!â He only continued with his motions, never ceasing.Â
You lost all thought, unaware of how loud you were being. âIâm gonna cum, ohhh!â
Nothing but pleasure ran through your mind, your legs shaking around Victor. You had closed your eyes, breathing heavily, attempting to calm down. Once your breathing slowed, and your made eye contact with Victor, he fully removed his fingers and stood up. He went to grab a towel from the drawer, wiping his face and fingers clean before handing it to you.
Victor was grinning, trying and failing to hide it. âI hope that this experience was satisfactory for youâ.
You rolled your eyes at his ridiculous comment. He knew you enjoyed yourself.
âWell, this was quite the start to our relationship, I guess Iâll see you at work tomorrow then?âÂ
âMmm, you will. Iâm sure your friend is waiting at his car for youâ.
A bit sad to leave, you grabbed your purse and started to walk out, wen Victorâs hand met yours.
âArenât you forgetting something?â
Confused, you cluelessly blinked at him.
He let out his second sigh of the day (ever since youâd met, you had been keeping track of the number of times he would sigh when talking to you). âDummy, youâre leaving the pudding I worked so hard to make for youâ.
Embarrassed, you took the cute little bag he had put it in and then turned to leave.
Behind you Victorâs voice, as sexy and suave as it was, left you with one last comment.Â
âWhen you eat my pudding later, let it be a reminder to you of what happened here todayâ. He let out a mischievous laugh. âA souvenir, if you willâ.
I seriously have to apologize for leaving yall hanging for like a month! I was very busy and rarely found time to work on this, so thank you for being patient and I hope yall like it ;)
Potential Spoilers!! brief mention of Kiroâs other half (so brief youâll miss it if you blink), plot from Chapter 10, another slight reference to Airplane Date with Victor
Narrative Switch to Victor at the end
Word Count: 1.5k
Part 1 & Part 2 link
Part 3
As soon as you exited the building, you noticed Kiro leaning on a black car, clearly waiting for you.
âAh Miss Chips! Are you ready to go?â
âI have to head down the street to LFG to hand in a report to my bossâ you say while waving the documents in your hand.
âThatâs fine, Iâll drive you there so we can get our night started as soon as possibleâ.
Kiro eagerly opens the passenger door for you, and then confidently strides to the driver's side. This is the first time youâve ever seen Kiro behind the wheel, and to be honest, you didnât even know that he could drive. You had just assumed since he was an idol, he wasnât allowed to drive for legal reasons.
LFG was only down the street, barely a 5-minute walk, but as tired as you already felt you appreciated Kiro taking you there. When you looked at Kiro, you noticed how handsome he looked, how his expression become sterner when he was driving, how his hands look so muscular when he gripped the wheel, or how for the first time you realized just how big and manly he looked... You quickly looked away; it wasnât your intention to think of Kiro in any way but as a friend. But you could at least admit that he was very hot. No wonder all of his fans fangirled as hard as they did.
You both arrived at LFG, the sight of which made you nervous. You checked your phone: 8:03. Victor prefers it when you show up to hand in your reports before 8 oâclock, so he would hopefully only call you a dummy once for being a few minutes late.
âThis should only take a moment.â you nearly sigh while opening the car door.
âNo worries, Iâll be waiting for your swift return Miss Chipsâ.
Little did you know Kiro was intently watching you as you walked towards LFG, admiring the way your ass ever so slightly jiggled. He caught himself staring for too long, whispering to himself, âGod damn, I want to show her all of me one dayâ.
You were currently nervously fidgeting in the elevator, heading up to the top floor to see your boss. You almost caught yourself silently praying that he would let you off easy, in case Anna and Kiki actually lied to make you feel better about the report.
âDing!â chimed the elevator when you reached your destination. Shakily, you exited and headed to the door marked âVICTOR LI: Loveland Financial Group CEOâ.
You knocked. Nothing.
That was unusual, Victor never waited past one knock to invite whomever waited outside in.
You knocked again, a little harder this time in case the previous one was too soft to hear. Again, you were met with silence.
You checked your phone, thinking maybe he responded to your text. Nope.
You sent him another.
MC: Iâm outside of your office with the report, are you out on business and I just missed you?
You waited impatiently until your phone said it was 8:16.
MC: I guess I missed you today so Iâll be here early tomorrow morning to hand it in, I hope that wonât interfere with your schedule.
You swiftly entered the elevator again, awaiting the descent to the ground level. At least now you had no reason to be nervous and could loosen up a bit tonight with Kiro before you were mocked by Victor.
Kiro was leaning against his car again, as the vigor returned to his eyes as he noticed you approaching.
âSo, did it go well with the boss?â
You gave him a half confused, half relieved look, handing your report to him.
âWell, he wasnât in his office, so Iâm sure heâs not going to be too happy to receive this tomorrow because I was a bit late making it hereâ.
Kiro quickly eyed your documents and reassured you with his trademark smile. âIf itâs from you, then Iâm sure he can forgive you missing one deadlineâ.
Although you appreciated his optimism, you werenât so sure Victor would feel the same.
Sensing your reluctance, he quickly opens the car door for you, urging you in.
âDonât worry Miss Chips, tonight weâll have so much fun youâll forget all about your troubles!â
Kiroâs sudden declaration and the cheerful tone he emitted made you giggle, which, to his surprise, he found so adorable his face blushed a new color. Luckily for him, your giggle also caught you so off guard that you turned to the side to avoid meeting his gaze out of embarrassment.
You once again were admiring the beauty of the cityscape while Kiro drove. You recognized some places you passed, trying to guess what surprise Kiro had in mind. By 8:32, you finally arrived at the surprise location. Â
âYou know how hard it is to actually be here on a day theyâre open...â Kiro said with a wide grin.
You gasped in surprise, not expecting Souvenir to be open. It had been 3 weeks since you last heard it was even open, and 5 since you were last able to enjoy the fine dining. You realized that since it was actually open, it must mean Victor was inside.
âHm, so thatâs why he never answered.â you said to yourself a little too loudly.
âWhat was that Miss Chips?â a certain blond chimed in while leaning closer to hear you better.
Slightly embarrassed you nearly exposed your bossâ secret, you quickly wave Kiro away, stating that you were simply shocked that you finally had a chance to eat here again. That answer seemed to satisfy his curiosity based on the way his eyes lit up at the thought of sharing a beautifully made meal with a beautiful woman.
Kiro boldly decided to grab your hand, leading you into the small establishment. You were too consumed with the thought of possibly having to explain away to Victor why you hadnât come in earlier to hand him the report to respond to Kiroâs assertiveness.
Mr. Millâs greeted you both, sat you down at a candle lit table, handed you menus, and swiftly walked back to inform the boss that two customers had arrived, one of which being you. This caught Victorâs attention. He wanted to know who you had come with, figuring it was either one of your work friends or, more likely, the idol Kiro Zhou who often frequented Souvenir with you.
Victor had nothing against Kiro, in fact he appreciated that he didnât mind the âweird paying systemâ that Souvenir had, and that his love and admiration of his dishes was pretty much the only nice review on the restaurantâs website. However, he knew that Kiro was an evolver, and a surprisingly dangerous one. He wasnât 100% sure what exactly his evolve was, but he was certain that he had some kind of mind control ability. Â
Seeing you with him always left Victor feeling like he lost. What did he lose? A few months ago, he wouldnât have known the answer to that question. But now, he knew all too well that he had fallen in love with you. He didnât like to admit it to himself, since he never saw himself as the type to ever fall in love with someone. But then he reunited with you, and you shared tender moments together that ignited something deep within him. You sacrificed yourself for him, just as you did all those years ago. When he had finally confirmed that you were the same girl, the number of emotions that welled inside him made him weep, but not tears of sadness but instead joy that at long last, he had found his first and only real friend.
Of course, heâd never tell you that, not unless you accidentally divulged your feelings first. Victor didnât like losing, and was confident in his ability to make you confess. Even if you only wanted to be friends, that was okay with him, but he felt that you wanted something more.
It started small, with the way he sometimes caught you looking at him, at which you would quickly make up a half-assed excuse. He then noticed that you commented on his moments way more than you used to, and he found himself commenting on yours more too. He realized that you invited him out to do things, things that werenât work related. You had once attended a business trip with him so that you could mingle with important people to gain more reliable sources, where you got embarrassingly drunk off a couple sips of Brandy (which he had told you was not a drink for a lightweight such as yourself, but you didnât listen on the plane ride either). As he carried you to his car and set you down in the passenger seat, you leaned over to him and whispered.
âYou know *hiccup*, e-even though youâre my boss and sometimes a hard *hiccup* ass, I still really appreciate your friendsh- *hiccup*. And, it helps that I reallllllly like to *hiccup* look at youâ.
Victor suddenly laughed out loud while remembering how embarrassed you were the next morning when you found yourself sleeping in one of Victorâs guest bedrooms. He had told you not to worry about it and that you were not a burden to him.
A thought occurred to him then, accompanied by a mischievous grin.
âSimple, a fair price for a delicious mealâ he said to himself.
Victor reached into his fridge and grabbed some of the ingredients to make his signature dish, and also your favorite; pudding.
Potential Spoilers!!: Hopefully youâve already read part 1, there shouldnât be too many spoileres, mentions of chapter 11 plot
Word Count: 934
Part 1 link if youâve missed it :)
Part 2
Time went slower than you expected. 8 oâclock couldnât come sooner in your opinion. Maybe it was because you kept looking at the clock, even though you told yourself you wouldnât. Regardless, you still managed to get plenty of work done, so Kiki really only had to read over your report and fix any holes or grammatical errors. She eagerly came and got the work from you a few minutes ago, excitingly saying something about your âdateâ with Kiro. You shook your head and ignored her remark. You were proud of your unwavering work ethic, and even figured the report might actually impress Victor when you show it to him tomorrow.
â______, did you finish the report for the revision of LFG funding for our recent project?â
Startled, you turned to your right to see Anna looking at you, a small chuckle emerging when she realized she scared you. Â
âOh, Iâve finished writing it up and gathering data, but it might need a quick look over to make sure the information and grammar are 100% correct. Kiki already took it and should have it back to me by tomorrowâ.
Anna gave you a concerned look, pondered on it for a second, and asked, âDidnât Mr. Li say he would need that report today?â
At first, Annaâs words didnât seem to make any sense. No? Monday he had said I had till Friday, right? Oh. You had forgotten about the quick comment he made when you both entered the building Wednesday. You werenât exactly paying attention to his every word, you were consumed with a new mobile game you recently downloaded, and only ever said âYeah, got it.â in response to... whatever he said.
âOh no, oh no, no, no, noâ you said while resting your head in your hands.
âHow could I forget? Why didnât I just put my phone down and listen? Oh god why? Heâs going to rip my report a part if I turn it in like this! Anna, Iâm going to disappear for a while, can you take control of the company for me?â
The insanity on your face left Anna feeling a little concerned for your mental health, but she quickly grabbed you and forced you to look her in the eyes. She firmly remarked, âListen ______, itâs going to be fine. Iâll take a quick look at it before you head out to hand it to him. If I think itâs really that bad, then Iâll tell you to bolt as quick as possibleâ.
The crazy in your eyes faded, but the nervousness only grew. You had been getting along with Victor well ever since the accident. He had taken good care of you in the hospital, not even leaving your side for a week when you were in a coma. That wasnât something you would have figured heâd do for anyone, let alone you. You thoughht it was guilt, although he claimed it was something else. That period provided lots of relationship building and understanding of each other, and even began to spark feelings. You could never admit it though, that would be torture. Besides, you had no idea how he felt. Youâre sure his feelings for you are solely platonic. But you deeply appreciated his friendship, and enjoyed spending time with him. Especially when he cooked for you, or made you help him cook.
But turning in something that had not even been corrected would be an insult to his intelligence, and to your friendship. You couldnât risk looking like a complete fool. Maybe youâd improvise and pretend that you dropped it on the way to his office. Maybe heâd be lenient and give you just a little more time. Maybe.
With a sigh you returned Annaâs gaze and said you appreciated the gesture but reminded her that Kiki currently had it.
âKiki might even be leaving soon, itâs nearly 8 and sheâs just been waiting for me to finish all my workâ.
Anna confidently looked at the clock and turned to you. âDonât worry, sheâs probably chatting it up with Minor and Willow in the break room, sheâs always there at the end of the work day. Iâll go get her so we can get this done in timeâ.
Anna speed walked away, not waiting for your response. You reached for your phone, checking the time and your notifications. Itâs 7:47 PM. Kiro is probably on his way here. Even though you were excited for whatever surprise Kiro had for you, you couldnât stop picturing Victorâs annoyed face when you handed in the report. You decided to shoot Victor a text, telling him that you would be there with the report soon. Â
No response.
Not surprising, you thought. There are times where he doesnât return your text for two days or more. But that was usually only when he was away on business with his phone turned off. It was 7:58 when Anna and Kiki returned to you, report in hand.
âOk, I wouldnât say this is the worst report youâve ever written. In fact, itâs pretty good. But you did have some major spelling errors and one tidbit of information was incorrectâ. Hearing Annaâs composed voice and certainty calmed you. Kiki then chimed in. âIt was nothing that your best friends couldnât handle! We would never leave our favorite boss to suffer alone!â
You laughed, feeling lucky you had these two women who cared so much for you. Feeling confident, you took the report, hyped yourself up (with the encouragement of Kiki too), and started walking towards the elevator to head out to LFG.
Mentions of: relationship (friendship) with Victor and Kiro, fluff? smut lol (none in parts 1-4)
Potential Spoilers!!: Takes place after plot of chapter 16, so might include slight references to eventsÂ
Word Count: 855
Part 1
âMiss Chips! Itâs been so long!â Â
Kiro practically yelled when you walked out of the elevator into your floor on a Thursday morning.
âAh, whatâs it been, a month now? I was busy in Iceland and couldnât wait to finally come home and see you!â Â
Kiroâs sudden appearance at your workplace was jarring, considering that he never made his location public knowledge, for the sake of his privacy and his friends. But here he was shouting at you from the other side of the 4th story floor. He really must have been excited to see you. You could certainly tell that Kiki was thrilled to see her favorite idol in the building.
âItâs great to see you too Kiro!â, you say while embracing him. The papers you had in your hand slipped from your grasp, prompting you to release Kiro. You thought you heard a slight whine, but only saw Kiro smiling when you lifted your head up.
âSo _____, I have a surprise for you once you finish work today. Iâll come by at 8 to pick you upâ.
You nodded but then looked at Kiro slightly confused.
âHow do you know when I regularly get off work?â
Kiroâs eyes darted up and to the left, pretending that it was an answer he actually had to think about. He returned his gaze to yours and smiled that familiar warm smile.
âOh, you know, I just paid attention to when you returned my text messages. Itâs usually around 8, but sometimes later since youâre such a hard worker Miss Chips!â
His answer satisfied your curiosity, but made you blush at the thoughtfulness in his observations. Huh, you never knew men could be so sharp. Maybe that was your fault though, for always seeming to like guys who you thought you could change.
âWell, Iâm kind of swamped with work, so I might not be off by 8 today, we might have to reschedule for some time next weekâ.
You suddenly noticed Kiki spying on the two of you from behind your work desk. You knew she was a huge Kiro fan, and an even bigger fan of you finally asking Kiro out. You werenât opposed to the idea of possibly taking your friendship with Kiro to the next level, but you felt that the two of you worked best as friends. Besides, there was someone else who was on your mind recently...
âAH GUYS COME ON!â Kiki screamed as she emerged from the desk, acting as if she wasnât just listening to your whole conversation. â_____ I already told you yesterday that Kiro would be back in town today, and that I would be handling any extra work so that you could hang out togetherâ.
âBut I donât want to burden you with my work...â
âItâs not a burden, itâs called friendship. When a friend is in need, a friend must help, and right now, you need help. Besides, I wouldnât want work to impede on your blossoming romanc-â
âOK OK, I hear youâ. You can feel your face burning red from Kikiâs romantic implications. Thank goodness Kiro isnât looking at your face right now. âThanks Kiki, Iâll have to repay you next weekâ.
âMm, me too!â Kiro agreed while giving Kiki his biggest smile.
All it took was Kiroâs three simple words to make Kiki blush too. Her overwhelming confidence seemed to fade away.
Barely audible, she whispered, âAh, oh, well, Iâll look forward to it thenâ. Kiki smiled then turned and skipped away, humming happily.
Briefly glancing at your phone, you catch the time: 8:42 AM. Focusing your attention back on Kiro, you remark, âIâve got to get started if Iâm going to leave at 8, I want to finish as much work as possible so I donât overwhelm Kiki with the rest of my responsibilitiesâ.
âOf course Miss Chips, Iâll leave you to it!â
You turn to walk towards your desk, assuming Kiro was heading to the elevator. Instead you feel his strong grip on your forearm, spinning you around.
âYou missed one of your papers when you dropped themâ.
âOh, thank you Kiro, that could have been badâ.
While reaching for the document, Kiro let out a mischievous grin. He grabbed your arm with his left hand and leaned forward.
âYouâre welcome _______, I wouldnât want this to be the reason I donât see you laterâ.
His sudden change in tone and the pressure from his grip surprised you. Kiro was rarely anything but overly polite and sweet, so hearing something so... assertive from him made your knees feel weak.
You only nodded when you took the document as he released his hand. You felt you needed to hurry to your desk so you could compose yourself. When you finally sat down, you sheepishly turned around to see if Kiro was still there, and to your relief, he was gone. Thank Goodness, you thought. Any more of his charmingly, vivid eyes and you might faint.
âOk, time to work!â You enthusiastically began reviewing your notes and documents, figuring that if you engrossed yourself in your work, the time would speed by.
