Gumayusi's playful, mischievous nature had given birth to a new "mission" in the office - getting Oner acclimated to sitting on his lap. At first, it seemed like an impossible feat. Every time Gumayusi would attempt it, Oner would let out a surprised shriek, his body stiffening in protest. But as days turned into weeks, and with Gumayusi's relentless efforts, Oner began to show signs of adapting.
At times when Gumayusi asked for Oner's help with a document or wanted to discuss something on his computer, he'd gesture for Oner to come over, and before Oner could protest, he'd find himself being gently pulled onto Gumayusi's lap. The protests would always be there, but they became more of a ritual, less vehement, and more of a playful banter between the two.
"I don't understand why this is necessary," Oner would say, trying to keep his voice level, even as he adjusted himself to sit more comfortably.
"It's just more... efficient," Gumayusi would reply with a cheeky grin. "Everything is better when you're close."
As time went on, Oner found himself becoming more at ease with the situation, to the point where he could focus on the task at hand, be it reviewing a file or jotting down notes, even while sitting on Gumayusi's lap. However, there were still moments that caught him off guard. The unexpected bounces, when Gumayusi would lift him slightly and then let him drop, always made Oner's heart race. And the occasional nuzzles against his neck, usually accompanied by a playful or flirty comment, always sent a flush to Oner's cheeks.
But even as he adapted, Oner couldn't deny that this newfound closeness, and the playful dynamic it brought with it, added a certain charm to their workdays. They'd both discovered a comfortable rhythm in their interactions, a mix of playful banter, genuine teamwork, and an underlying current of something more profound that neither had fully acknowledged.
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Guon - T1 Empire: Mischievous Games
RomantikGumayusi has never managed to keep his Secretary for long, and he's sure this one will walk out the door soon too. Too bad, Oner couldn't care less for snobby CEO. WARNING: THIS STORY IS WRITTEN USING THE HELP OF CHATGPT. I only wrote it for myself...