Nanon
I can't believe it.
As I read those messages on his phone, my heart was racing faster than it ever did when I saw him in those tight shirts. Oh my god, this is huge. No, not that—well, maybe that too. But this—this is the opportunity of a lifetime!
I was still staring at the notification on his phone screen when Assistant Manager Ohm walked into the conference room with two coffees in his hands. He sat down across from me, placing one of the cups in front of me.
Ohm's here. Right in front of me. I can smell his cologne again. Is it sandalwood today? Focus, Nanon! FOCUS!
"So, umm..." He hesitated, clearly uncomfortable. "The card swipe incident, as you know, is something I need to talk to you about."
Card swipe incident? Oh right, the whole reason we're here. But who cares about a stupid swipe when I just found out that he likes men?
I tried to keep my face neutral, but my mind was spinning in all directions. He's into men! He's famous on that app for... this?! I couldn't believe my luck. I feel like I just found out my favorite flavor of ice cream also has extra chocolate chips inside. Unexpected and delicious.
"I believe the issue is not that big if we think about it." He said, probably trying to downplay the whole thing. But I couldn't hear him over the sound of my own heartbeat in my ears.
Ohm likes men. OHM LIKES MEN. I have discovered the biggest secret of my bias. Am I that lucky?!
I stared at him blankly, my brain trying to catch up with my rapidly accelerating thoughts. He was still talking about the card swipe, but all I could see was the image of him in bed, shirtless, with a look of sinful delight on his face.
"So, I will take it from here, Mr. Nanon. Thank you." He finished his coffee in one gulp and was about to stand up.
No, no, no! Not yet! I can't let this moment slip away!
"Mr. Ohm?" I blurted out, making him turn back to face me.
"Yes?" His eyebrows furrowed slightly, probably annoyed.
"Do you sleep with men?" I asked, completely serious.
He choked on his coffee and coughed violently. Oops. Maybe I was a bit too direct?
"W-What?" He sputtered, his eyes wide with shock.
"I can do it with you." The words came out of my mouth faster than I could stop them.
Ohm stared at me, dumbfounded. His expression was a strange mix of confusion, horror, and... was that a hint of amusement? "Excuse me?"
"I mean, if you're into men... I could be... you know... an option." My voice was shaky, but I managed to get the words out.
Ohm blinked a few times as if trying to process what he just heard. "Mr. Nanon, are you serious?"
"Yes," I said, my heartbeat threatening to burst out of my chest. "Just once... just sleep with me once. That's all I'm asking."
He looked at me like I had grown a second head. "You're blackmailing me?"
"No, no!" I shook my head vigorously. "I'm offering a deal. You sleep with me, and I'll make the card swipe issue disappear. No more trouble for you. A clean slate."
Ohm's eyes narrowed. "Do you think I care about some petty accounting mistake? You can argue with management all you want—it doesn't affect me."
I bit my lip, feeling a rush of desperation. I couldn't let this slip away. This was my one chance, my one shot to make this happen. "If you refuse... I might accidentally let a few people know what I saw on your phone."
YOU ARE READING
Shaken, Not Stirred
RomanceNanon is an ordinary accountant with a not-so-ordinary secret: he's a closeted gay man with wild fantasies about his charming, handsome colleague, Ohm. Uptight and unapproachable, Nanon keeps to himself until a workplace conflict brings him closer t...