𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐬 & 𝐂𝐨. [HangexFemReader]

Chapter 23: Proposal Showdown

Hange knew. They had probably figured it out by seeing the marks that had were on her collarbone. Did they remember making those marks? She tried to imagine her and Hange at that moment, with no clothes...their mouth attached to her neck...(Y/N) shuddered. She couldn't believe a scene like that had happened for real. Everything felt so surreal as if she was on some stupid rom-com. If only she could remember the night. If only there was some way to figure out if she had gone far with Hange or if it had been just intense kissing. Did they remember? Had they somehow had a flashback when they had looked at her collar?

"How's the proposal going?" Pieck asked, looking up from her cubicle. It was the day after Paradis had come to visit Marley, and (Y/N) was supposed to have been writing a very enticing and convincing proposal that would make the people from the council choose her as the sole inventor. As the owner of the patent. Marley was entirely riding on her for this one, yet (Y/N) could not concentrate, no matter how hard she tried.

"It's just going," (Y/N) grumbled, typing on her laptop. How was she supposed to create a proposal when the subject of her infatuation had realized she had slept with them?

"For once can you stop thinking about Hange," Pieck sighed. "This is due within three hours. You have a presentation within three hours. A presentation that has an impact on this entire company. On your entire life. Please, for the love of everything that is good and holy, quit thinking about Hange."

"I can't," (Y/N) groaned, frustrated. "I'm trying my best, but Pieck...I think they know. They know we slept together. How am I supposed to face them again?"

"I've said this so many times. But (Y/N), you don't know if you two actually just slept together or just kissed or something—"

"They're both equally mortifying! Hange saw the hickeys on my neck...and they figured that they had been the one to put them there. How am I supposed to face them again in three hours? Pieck, whenever I look in their direction, my heart literally stops beating."

"Those are the symptoms of a serious crush," Pieck said, teasingly. "I thought those things ended in high school, but here we are."

(Y/N) sighed heavily. "I need for this entire thing with Paradis to just stop. I can't wait until I don't have to see their face anymore."

"I thought the whole point of a crush was wanting to see them. Won't you be sad if you never meet them again?" Pieck tilted her head.

"No. I'll be relieved. Because me and Hange can never happen. I've got Floch and they obviously don't like me. Seeing them causes this unneeded reaction within me and I need it to stop so that I can return to my normal self," (Y/N) admitted.

"Oh," Pieck patted her back. "That must be hard on you, hmm? Do you want to get together with them? If you had the chance, that is."

"Like would I want to date them?" (Y/N) blinked. She had never thought of that idea before. It had always been unreachable in her mind. Dating Hange...that was an idea she had never even entertained for a few minutes. She took that moment to imagine what life would have been like if she had been Hange's girlfriend. They might actually like her and take her out to unique cafes...she'd wake up to their bright face...they'd have playful invention competitions...it all sounded like things she'd enjoy doing. Dating Hange sounded surprisingly fun.

"Hellooo, you've zoned out for quite a while now," Pieck giggled, waving a hand in front of (Y/N)'s face. "It seems like you're really obsessed with Hange, huh? This really came out of nowhere. How long have you even liked them?"

(Y/N) shrugged. "I found them attractive for a long time. It wasn't until the car ride until the convention I realized that I might have liked them. When they helped me out before the presentation, that's when the idea really sunk."