Sarah Paulson Character One-shots

Please notice - Wilhemina Venable

A/N: A nicer Wilhemina chapter this time compared to the one I wrote before, This one has a happy ending :)

Prompt: I want a fluffy fic based on the song Please Notice by Christian Akridge with Wilhemina thanks :)

Requested by  stayevildarling 

TW: None? Fluff, mention of medication, drugs (Jeff and Mutt), scoliosis.

You've been working at Kineros Robotics for almost a year, which is surprising because when you had first started there had been all these rumours that none of Ms. Venables' assistants even last for the week. But you're different. You're always on time, always do as you're told, Ms. Venable has even given you a soft smile occasionally before her features hardening again to argue with the other employees. You genuinely enjoy working for her, with her. Making sure she has everything she needs first thing in the morning, even coming in thirty minutes early to make sure the traffic won't delay you. You make sure she's a coffee on her desk, any reports, tasks, and her medications in her drawer. It took her a while to even ask for help when she needed it. In your first few months, she was so harsh towards you, scolding you but never letting you go as you had done nothing wrong. You were always there for her. By the third month, she was, you had noticed, a lot more tense than usual, snapping more often at people. You had asked her what was wrong, and she hesitated. Her eyes closed for a moment before she decided to just be honest with you. She had left her medication at home that morning. And you being the excellent assistant, her words, and human being you are, you drove back to her home to collect it for her. She was definitely hesitant at first at your offer as it seemed too personal for an assistant to do, but she was more than grateful when you returned with her keys and pills in hand. The first soft smile plastered on her face you saw, and that definitely wouldn't be the last.

You've noticed that more recently she has been acting more differently towards you, allowing you to work with her in her private office, letting you in on more private matters regarding herself, and of course, you let her in on yourself too. You've become quite close, closer than the regular old boss and assistant should, she's there for you when you need her and of course, you're always there for her when she needs anything and you're not the only one to have noticed of course. Everyone has noticed. Especially Jeff and Mutt, who have made jokes about your relationship every chance they get. But it's nothing more than work, right? She could feel nothing else towards you other than gratefulness that you can do your job correctly. Obviously, that isn't the case, the others would point out, she has never kept an assistant that long before in her life, the shortest being less than five minutes and the longest being three days but yet here you are, next week being a year since you began working here.

So today when you're sitting in her private office with her while she works at her desk, you can't help but watch her in admiration, as she flips her red ponytail back, nudges her glasses lower down her nose, and fiddles with her fingers before getting back down to business. You just smile at her intently, taking in all the small details. How her nose scrunches up in concentration and her eyes darken slightly as she realizes she made a mistake, the way her lips part slightly as she sighs to herself, to her eyes rolling as you see her tapping the backspace button furiously on her keyboard. But you're snapped from your thoughts when her voice echos through the room, "Something on your mind?" she asks as she turns to look at you, you feel the heat rising on your cheeks as this has not been the first time you had been caught by the woman you had just been staring at for the past five minutes.

"No, sorry," you mumble before looking back down at your iPad to make it look like you're doing something other than being a creep.

"No, what is it? You always look at me like -" she starts and you lift your gaze back to her and you watch as she turns her head, closing her eyes. Oh, she's mad. It looks as if she's battling within herself as she thinks of what to say and you wait patiently until she lets out a sigh. "I need a coffee." She states and nudges over her mug from the other side of her desk. You get up quickly, not wanting to make her wait any longer, and collect the mug before hastily making your way towards the kitchen.