Third Person POV
Reagan and Y/n lagged behind the rest of the group as Gigi led them on their conquest towards the spa, both exasperated with the simple idea of even being touched by a stranger.
"y'know, we could totally just slip away right now..." Reagan whispered to the other. Y/n's eyebrow quirked. "let's fucking do it then. c'mon-"
"nuh uh, i hear you bitches back there." Gigi stopped before the doors of the spa and turned back to face the two, hands rested leisurely on hips. "you two need this more than anyone, now come on." she demanded with a determined scowl before marching to the back and pulling the two girls through the large doors, despite the half hearted protest she received.
"mkay, what first?" she peered over the list of treatments, finger tapping. "i say hot tub and then like, a massage or something.." she hummed, smirking as reagan and i groaned. "gigi, seriously-"
"nope!! let's go, andre, brett, take them in while i book the treatments." she demanded, smirking lightly at both mine and reagan's annoyed expressions. "see ya in there ladies."
andre grabbed my arm with a bright smile. "cmon, it's not that bad!" i looked up at him in exasperation as i was dragged in behind reagan and brett. "bullshit. some stranger touchin all over you.." i shivered. "yuck."
"i'll gladly take their place for you." andre smirked. i flipped him off. "you wish bitch."
he shrugged, stopping as we reached the hot tub. "ah shit, you've found me out." he sighed, grinning as he spotted my scowl. "aw cmon, cheer up! it's just a hot tub for now anyways!" i hummed. "yeah, i guess. but the massage? no fuckin way." i mumbled, climbing in after brett. the water was just hot enough to be comfortable, and i'll admit it, i could feel my muscles relax as i sat in.
andre sat next to me, arms resting on the sides. one was stretched behind my back, other on the empty space next to him as he sighed loudly. "this. this is why i joined cognito." he mumbled, head tilted back as he closed his eyes.
"whaddup dicks." myc suddenly appeared outside the hot tub, jumping in and disturbing whatever peace was once there. "this feels like the beginning of a porn film."
andre snorted lightly. "you're so right." he giggled lightly, reagan's face distorting with disgust as she groaned in irritation, brett attempting to distract her with some dumb conversation. i glared at myc.
"what? we were all thinkin it, i just got the balls to say it." he shrugged, tentacles stretching out under the water. i froze as one brushed against my leg, instantly sending a cold glare towards the mushroom. "myc. get that thing away from me or you'll be walkin outta here with 5."
the fungus sighed in irritation, tentacles retracting. "jeez, fuckin tightass."
"jeez, sorry i don't want your fucking dicks near me assface." i growled back in response, arms crossing over my chest. andre groaned. "stop fightingggg, this is supposed to be relaxing. and right now, i am not relaxed as i could be."
gigi suddenly appeared beside the tub, sighing loudly as she climbed in beside myc. "seriously, fuckin interns. couldn't even work the damn computer..- hey, you." she clicked her fingers at some kid walking past with a tray. "uh let's see.." she looked between the group. "6 scotches..? yeah, 6 scotches. thanks." she sighed as the intern scurried off, shoulders relaxing. "glenn went to go meet with dolores for somethin.. probably another restraining order."
"cant say that i'm too disappointed." reagan muttered, earning a murmur of agreements from the rest of us.
"so andre, i have a question for you."
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chemical reaction | dr andre lee x reader
Fanfiction"two of the smartest people i know, and they're both completely fucking oblivious." y/n; a marine and microbiologist in complete denial of any feelings she's ever felt, and andre; a biochemist desperate to distract himself from the growing emotion t...
