Rody x Vince: just this once.

Chapter one: first impressions

(Listen, this is my first fanfic in a while and I'm sorry if it's bad but I've been reading a crap ton of dead plate fanfiction to get inspired and I hope you guys like this)

Rody's pov

I open my eyes softly, the sun peers through my window as i rub the sleep from my eyes.
What did i have to do today?
Rody asks himself, the smell of dust and mold finally hitting his nose.
Oh right! I got a job!.. FUCK I GOT A JOB!
Rody frantically looks at his clock, seeing that he only has 5 minutes before his shift starts.
He gets up and puts on the waiter outfit that was mailed to him. It was a bit tight but it could have been worse.

He finished getting ready and ran out the door, grabbing his bike and shoving it out the door.
A few minutes later he arrives at "La Gueule de Saturne" (or what i will now call the bistro)
Rody opens the door and is about to walk forward but he sees a tall but thin man with brown-black hair and a scent that smelt of cigarettes and lemon.
"Lamoree, your late..."
He speaks in a calm but cold tone.
"Im sorry, you must be vince, right?"
I ask, my face heating at the sight of his harsh yet comforting eyes.
"Yes i am, and you are new waiter, Rody?"

"Yep, thats me!"

"Good, you will be waiting tables. Go to the people at the front entrance, confirm the party number, seat them, take their orders. Its quite straight-forward."
He sounds so serious yet husky. I just want his hands on me- STOP RODY! YOUR DATING MANNON FOR GODS SAKE!
I force the thoughts to stop and i follow the instructions that Vince gave me.

The first person comes in. Its a woman with a fancy red dress and a man in a red dress shirt and some maroon baggy pants.
"Table for two"
The woman demands, a cigarette perched between her lips.
I lead them to a two person table and i wait for them to wave me over so i can take their order.
I look over to vince as he watches me work, his face a darker shade than it was before.
He looks so good. I just want to feel his lips on mine, for him to make me his- JESUS RODY YOU HAVE A GIRLFRIEND!
I just want my thoughts to stop, i feel gross.

The table waves me over.

"Hello what can i get for-"
"I'll have an aptizer."
I write that down and look to the man in the red shirt.
"I-i'll have a main, please."
I walk into the kitchen and give the chefs the order.

I give them their food, and after some other orders, they leave.
More people came in and my shift ended as the last group left.
Vince walks to me with an expression on his face that is hard for me to read
"Lamoree, you did well. Most of my employees first days are really shitty. I guess i'll forgive you for being late."
I can't tell if hes being satire or not. The way he said that did not sound genuine.
"O-oh thanks Vince!"
He puts his hand on my shoulder and looks me in the eyes, he looks like he wants to tell me something but he just walks away to his office, the smell from earlier lingering for a moment.

(POV CHANGE BITCH)
Vince's pov

That new waiter...
He seems off.
I don't know why but...
He seems so...
Addicting
No...
I can't put my finger on it...
I feel...
I feel as though i can't wait to see him tomorrow...
I shouldn't feel this way toward him!
I can't fell this way toward him...

≻───── ⋆Next day⋆ ─────≺

I lay in bed.
I can't stop thinking about Rody.
His stupid smile, his messy hair, his olive green eyes.
Somthing in me wants to shove him against the wall and kiss him until i feel dizzy.
But i know i can't do that
I cant risk sexual harassment claims because of a childish crush...

I get up, i hold my head in my hands for a moment and stand up.
That fucking waiter...
The things i want to do to him...
No... Stop... I can't think about my employees this way!
Fuck....
What have i gotten myself into?..

Rody's pov

God, i wish it was friday. I just had my first day and i already feel like shit.
Whaever...
I get ready and head out on my bike
I walk inside and see Vince, yet again.
"Good morning Lamoree. Your here early"
I look at the clock seeing its still only 4:30 (his shift starts at 5:30)
"Oh crap, i must have read my clock wrong"
I say, face-palming.
"I guess its never bad to be early, their whas somthingi needed to talk to you about anyway"
Vince says, gesturing for me to follow him as we walk to his office.
It smelt of heavy smoke and sweat, there was a wooden desk at the center along with some furniture and a plant in the corner.

He sits at his desk and i sit in the chair opposite him, the only thing separating us is the desk.
"So vince, what did you want to talk about?"
I question him, admiring his thin yet strong build, his eyes watching me and studying me carefully
"Lamoree... I've nodiced you have been staring"
My face heats up, i know he knows.
"Umm... Yeah?"
I fidget with my nails on the desk but he puts his hand in mine
"I don't care if you stare, just don't get carried away"
He says, his eyes moving to my lips every so often
"Yes sir"
I say, his hand not leaving mine. We sit there for a moment. He seems deep in thought. I want him to grab me by the waist and make me his- RODY WHAT THE FUCK? HES YOUR BOSS YOU DUMBASS!
I yell at myself.
Im right.
But why does he look like he wants me too? We have been sitting here for a while. His soft yet cool hand still on mine.
Is he thinking what im thinking?
Definitely not
He would never feel that way for me.
Never...
Or...

He lifts his hand realising how much time passed.
About 20 min.
20 minutes of just staring at him.
I wish it was longer

He looks at me deep in my eyes. 
"Rody, do you feel that too?"
I glance at him
This feels like a romance novel
"I-i think i do?"
Im scared that we aren't actually thinking the same thing
"Rody... I can see it in your eyes..."
He stands up and walks to me, my heart starts beating a million times an hour
"V-Vince?"
I mutter so low he could barely hear me
"I know what we both want"
He says while unbottoning his shirt with a hint of lust in his eyes. I never thought i'd see this part of him. (literally and figuratively.)
He unbotons the top half and comes to a realization
"Folow me"
He says as he takes my hand and pulls me upstairs.
He leads me to his apartment and down a hallway to his room
Am i really gonna do this with my boss?
I question myself, though i already knew the answer.
Yes...