Sarah Paulson One Shots

Secrets Kept ~W.V

Requested~ IAMHRB1TCH And l0velypaulson both wanted a fluffy Venable like a month ago (sorry 'bout that) Anyways, one of you gave me a prompt so I'm gonna kill two birds with one stone.

"Reader works as Venables assistant. Venable doesn't like y/n and doesn't understand their feelings towards her. Until one day y/n helps her."
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The sole of your shoe tapped down the white minimalistic halls of Kineros Robotics. god how she wished it wasnt you. Adjusting the clipboard to perfection before you brushed out the imaginary wrinkles on your skirt before walking into your boss's office.

Knocking on the door a passive "come in." was heard. Slowly opening and peeking your head through the threshold of Ms. Venables office, you pulled a kind smile towards the woman.

"What is it?" Her voice was by no means gentle nor warm. "Your schedules for this week." You handed her the clipboard of papers. As she let out a huff. "Is there something the matter Ms. Venable?" Yes there was something that seemed to be erking the woman.

Your chipper attitude and smiles here and there so early in the morning, or the need to always want to help when she didn't need the assistance. Maybe she didnt like you because it reminded her of traits she didnt have, or because everyone seemed to be just peachy around you. Or the possibility of how confused she was that someone like you, a generous woman could be so kind to a person of her type. But of course, Wilhemina Venable had more decency then to tell you that straight to your face.

"No. I'm fine." Her gaze was sent back to the paper work laying before her. With a simple nod of your head, the heels of your shoes began filling the silence with clicks as you walked off.
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You sat at your desk flipping a pen in between your fingers, answering calls every so often and replying to emails regarding to meetings and such. It was nearing lunch hour, so per usual you started heading to Ms. Venables office to remind her of the time.

Your head peeked around the corner with a small knock. Nothing. Calling out for her. No response. The ginger couldnt have gone far, she never left without locking her office or shutting down her computer.

It was now when faint cries filled your ears. It didnt sound far so in a proper response, you followed the sound. Your feet began picking up speed as you neared closer to those cries for help.

Frantically looking down each side of the halls, your eyes met the victim. On the floor wincing in pain unable to get up without support of her cane which happen to be just barely out of her reach. "Ms. Venable" you raced to her side. Youd never seen her so vulnerable or defenseless, made you wonder if you happen to be the first to experience what she looked like when her walls were knocked down.

You knelt down beside her. Wilhemina's eyes watch your every move being weary of the situation and her body filled with fear. Your arms brush against eachother as you attempt at helping her up. She could feel the empathy radiating off of you. As she sat there glued to the floor with her hand in yours, tears sprung from her eyes as her eyebrows furrowed. "Its okay." You whispered.

She feared that you were one to tell. A blabbermouth to say the most. Worried that youd tell the others that the one and only Wilhemina Venable was weak or not as strong as she seemed. No one would take her seriously after that. She wiped her tears, fully giving you her all to stand up. You handed the woman her cane resting a hand on her back ever so gently.

"Your secret is safe with me." With just those few words, you had gained the older woman's trust. She understood why people liked you so much. It wasn't to be a suck up or be everyone's favorite. It was purely out of the kindness of your heart. And she liked that about you.

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Its rlly short and I just have a hard time writing Venable for whatever reason. So pls bare with me.
Let this one be bad unless you believe otherwise. Thx
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