Hard Worker - YB x fem reader

~34~

I'm gonna cry, there's only one more episode left on high-rise invasion noooo!

•Y/N's POV:•
I used my index finger to knock on the door lightly, "Sir are you in there? It's Y/N the head chef." I spoke. It took a moment before he replied, "come in." He spoke.
I opened the door and saw dozens of paper scattered across his desk, the book shelf was messy and a dusty mess following by paper scrambled up and miserably failed to go into the bin and is now laying on the floor just waiting to be picked up and thrown away.
I cringed my face and sat down.
I looked at him directly as his eyes were fixated on the paper, "what is it you want miss L/N?" His deep stern voice grunted.
"I wanted to ask when you retire. And once you do who will you be handing the restaurant down to?" I asked, making sure to look all innocent as he raised his head to eye me. "Why must you ask?" He raised a brow. "W-well I was wondering if the restaurant could be handed down to... me." I giggled nervously. He scoffed, shocking me.
"You will have anything but this restaurant and I'll still be living for a very long time! Heck maybe longer than you." He raised his voice at me, making my eyes widened, he's so.. cranky?
"E-excuse me? How could you say that!" I shouted. I then felt a set of eyes, I was now aware YB was here as well.
"C'mon your a slut! Admit it! Plus you'll probably serve your cum as source, or turn this restaurant into a fucking strip club!" He stood up. My eyes twitched as I stood up as well my chair falling behind me, I was no taller than him, a couple of inches short but that doesn't keep me from the face I can be deadly scary.
"How dare you speak to me that way!" I shouted and slapped him, which angered him, I wanted to provoke him more, I put my hand on the one foot long stack of paper work, he looked at me... no.. he was glaring at me.
"You wouldn't dare!" He growled. I sighed, "your right." I removed me hand and smirked, "one is lame thanks!" I smiled and pushed two, one foot stacked papers to the floor. There was at least over 2000 papers scattered over his desk and floor. I laughed, he then punched me as I fell to the floor, my body landing on the fallen over chair making me yelp in pain, I then heard him scream. I lifted my head and saw a blurry figure, I can tell it was YB stabbing the living shits out of my manager, his words were muffled as well, I groaned as I forced myself to sit up, my back was killing me, thankfully not literally.
I felt arms wrap around me and hug me tight to their body, I leaned into the warmth knowing by the smell and figure that this was YB.
"I love you.." I muttered, he chuckled and kissed my forehead. "I love you too, you can have whatever you want my, darling~ I'll clean up the body while you tell everyone to evacuate and say there's a killer." YB said, he long me stand up, and waited patiently for my blurry eyes to adjust. I looked over and saw the manager, he had stabbed wounds, a broken neck, arm and leg; he looked like he fell from the 18th floor.
"Thanks, I will do." I kissed him which made his light grey face go red. I walked out the room but not without giving him a wink. I heard him laugh and pick up the dead body. I sighed and relaxed myself before barging Into the kitchen, "everyone evacuate! There's a killer here!" I shouted, the chefs turned everything off so no fire can be caused and ran out, wanting everyone to evacuate on the way. Now everyone was out and I quickly pressed the fire alarm to make things more believable. I ran out as a crowd was surrounded by the entrance of the restaurant.
Firefighters and Police came but to no avail of finding who the killer was and why they killed the manager specifically. I nodded and answered questions from the police like everyone els.
"Well, I was on my way to the managers office and when I knocked on I heard no reply, I opened the door and saw a tall guy, had a beard and scruffy hair which was blond and he was pale with a green coat and blue jeans with black Nike shoes, he also had a pimple on his nose." I said, "I ran out and called everyone to evacuate." I sighed. The police nodded, "we'll check Security cameras to be sure, wait here." The police person spoke and walked away.
I smirked, weirdly enough our security cameras are only in the dining room, kitchen and outside the building, we had non in hallways or the managers room. Why? Because this is a strange world full of dumb people...

At least I'll get away with it~

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