Upon reaching his office, Gumayusi took a moment to absorb the familiar surroundings. The warmth of the wood-paneled walls, the gentle hum of the air conditioning, and the meticulous order of his desk were all sources of comfort. Yet, the atmosphere seemed to be charged with a different kind of energy today.
There, illuminated by the soft light streaming from the window, was Oner. The young man was engrossed in his work, his fingers dancing across the keyboard as he hummed a soft tune. His joy was palpable, his posture relaxed, and every so often, a radiant smile would cross his face, reminding Gumayusi of the praise Oner had received during the meeting.
Leaning against the door frame, Gumayusi felt a familiar warmth spread through him as he watched Oner. There was an undeniable attraction, a magnetism that seemed to draw him closer. It wasn't just about the physical closeness or the playful banter they shared; it was deeper than that.
Gumayusi thought back to their shared moments-the mischievous pranks, the intimate lunches, the way Oner's warmth felt against him when he pulled him onto his lap. Each memory was tinged with an intensity that he couldn't quite place. He recognized his sense of pride whenever Oner achieved something or stood up for himself. And that newfound possessiveness, that urge to claim Oner as his own, was something he had never felt before.
It dawned on Gumayusi that Oner wasn't just an assistant to him. He was a confidante, a source of joy, and someone who had come to occupy a significant space in his heart. But what was this space? Was it friendship? Or was it something more? The lines were blurring, and the feelings were overwhelming.
Gumayusi took a deep breath, attempting to center himself. While the exact nature of his feelings remained elusive, one thing was clear: Oner meant more to him than he had ever anticipated. And that realization both excited and terrified him.
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Guon - T1 Empire: Mischievous Games
RomanceGumayusi 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...