Steve Saga Short Stories ♡

Feel Better {⭐} ~🏳

Authors note** Galaxy//Sabre smut, requested by autumnbreeze on AO3. Office AU(feat. "Where Are They Now" Galaxy & "Detective Llama" Sabre aka Chief Cheese) More intersex Galaxy cause yes

CW: Praise kink, "sir" kink, office sex, thin walls/ppls hearing( o: )

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Galaxy knocked on his door, the worker who brought him to his office looking at him with a mix of worry and suspicion. His eyes might have still been a bit red, to his dismay.

"Yes, Martha?"

"Jane, actually. Someone's here to see you, Chief Cheese"

He heard rustling before a loud clash, then a given-up call.

"Er- Just let 'em in, thank you, Jane."

Jane shook her head and motioned at the door before walking away. Galaxy was hesitant as he pushed the door open, unsure. He always felt uneasy in the halls, because he didn't really belong there. Nevertheless, he was here, at his door.

"Sir?"

Sabre looked up from where his desk had knocked over. Galaxy quickly walked over and righted it for him

"Are you okay, sir?"

"Uh, yeah, just a little mishap, heh" Sabre placed his paperwork back into the desk "Thank you, Mr. Star."

"No problem, not at all"

He helped him place everything else back onto his desk, Sabre finally asking him "So, what brings you here, Mr. Star?"

"Uh." He righted a pencil in his cup "My boss wanted me to bring the reports to you, sir."

"How come he never brings them himself?" Sabre took them from Galaxy, in an orange-y file. "I know Mr. Creeper's a busy man and all, but I've never even met the man! He's worked with us for years now and I've only ever seen you."

"Er- I don't know, sir." Galaxy shrugged, "I suppose it's just my job."

"What isn't your job over there?" Sabre laughed.

"H-ha, Good question, sir"

"I swear they're overworking you, but I suppose I've never been." He shook his head "Is that all?"

"Y-yes sir." His voice cracked

"Okay, we'll I'll be seein' you..." Sabre shook his hands, slowing hesitantly "Say, are you okay, Mr. Star?"

"U-uh." He felt himself shake a little "What do you mean, sir?"

"I mean this person to person, of course, mind if I'm overstepping, but it seems you've been... crying?"

Galaxy stared at him, blanky. "Uh."

He put a hand on the shoulder of the much taller man. "Mr. Star, I know we only really meet on business but, let's not shit ourselves. Were friends. You can confide in me..."

Galaxy cracker, starting to weep all over again, before covering his face. Sabre pulled him into a hug, patting his back. "There, there, Star, tell me what goin' on?"

"J-just some troubles at work..."

"Mr. Creeper?"

"He's just hard on me because my job's important" Galaxy stood straighter. "It's just... a lot, sometimes."

"What happened, though?"

"Er..." Galaxy looked down at his shoes "I got demoted-"

"WHAT?"