Oneshot stories| FireWeaver

Y/N AU | Esmerelda

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Alrrriiiiiiight you know what time it is 😏 put on some heat protective gear cause it's about to get hot 🔥

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It had been a couple months since your first day at your job. Things were beginning to get pretty busy at your work- a new project called for a partnership with another company, which you learned was named Spectre Labs.

You weren't exactly missing the sweet luxury of having free time per say, your experiences with it weren't what you would call productive nor fun- but you did miss the cure to your boredom that scrolling on the internet brought you. Now you were just back to your same routine, watching the news on your watch's projection for the spare five minutes you had.

The anchor, JJ Jameson was going on about the latest crime string- a theft of parts from several corporations- one shockingly from your own company. The sightings were of a new rising criminal, one who's face was always obscured by the camera- always moving too fast for the footage to catch him on his glider.

"Hey, Y/N."

You were snapped out of your thoughts as your co-worker and friend, Nancy, leaned over the wall to your cubicle. Nancy was an intern, and you knew she occasionally would come up to you with any questions as a sort of mentor. You wondered what she had for you today.

"Hey, what's up?"

"Management just sent over the lab technician you'll be partnering with on this project. Have fun with her, I've heard from the other department that she's a real hot head." Nancy smirked, whisking her blonde hair that was draped over her shoulder to behind her.

"I'm sure it's only what gossip ever is- rubbish." You rolled your eyes and Nancy shrugged.

"True. I've never met her so I have no qualms, but management said to tell you she's waiting in the common area. Fill me in later on how it goes."

"Will do."

You got up and picked up your bag, stuffing your tablet and laptop into it before you set out to meet the new girl. You were a bit ecstatic to finish this project and go back to your normal schedule. You hated walking home late- especially with those robberies so close to your area.

As you walked into the common area and took in the crisp climate of the vanilla tile floors, glass separators and dark tables, you saw a girl seated at one of them. Her brown curls fell in ripples down her back, shiny like melted chocolate. Her hand moved to tuck it behind one of her ears, her hand a warm tan and full of vibrancy.

Your steps suddenly felt painstakingly loud as you walked towards her. That awareness was only reinforced as the girl turned around- and your heart stopped all together.

Saying she was gorgeous would be an understatement. Her eyes were almond with pistachio at the center, warm skin that almost looked glowing despite the terrible office lighting- and pink full lips that drew a smile and tiny hearts up your spine.

"Hey, are you the one I'm working with?" She gave a small wave to you. "I'm Esmerelda Costello, the lab technician from Spectre."

The way she said her name sounded so pretty and elegant, and you could tell from her distinctive pronunciation that she had a tone of a Spanish speaker, despite sounding American everywhere else.

"Yeah, I'm Y/F/N Y/L/N. Nice to meet you." You sat down across from her.

"So, just a quick disclaimer- I'm not good with numbers. Facts and figures I can provide- but math and science? Barely passed my calculus class and nearly burned a lab down first day." She laughed sheepishly but there was a charm to the way she spoke, how her hands moved with each word to emphasize and make you feel her meaning in a sense.