~Male crush x male reader~

Pity Party (angst + fluff + littlespace)

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Y/N POV:

Anddd sent. That was difficult, but I'm glad I finally got it done last minute. Take that, ADHD paralysis.

I take a quick sip of my water before putting my water bottle back into my back, nearly jumping three feet in the air when I get interrupted by Janice, my boss's secretary.

"Mr. Johnson needs you in his office. He didn't tell me why, but he said it's important.

I don't like the sound of that.

"Alright, I'll head there now."

Janice patiently waits for me to stand up, prompting me to follow her to my boss's office. Everyone I walk past looks at me with an expression I can't quite pinpoint. I decide to just ignore it and focus on the task at hand.

Janice & I eventually walk up to my boss's office door, and Janice turns to me with the same look everyone else gave me when I was passing by them on the way here.

"Good luck, Y/N."

I give a slow nod and watch as she walks away. I'm confused as to what she means, but I decide not to question it right now. I take a quick breath before turning the door handle to the side, pulling the door open hesitantly. I step into the office on subtly trembling legs, looking at my boss with a nervous, but polite smile.

"Hello, Sir."

"Hi, Y/N. Go ahead and sit down right there."

I give a small nod, trying and failing to hide the shaking of my hands as I pull the chair out and sit down in it. Mr. Johnson gives me a smile, mixed emotions in his gaze.

Remorse? Care? What's going on?

"You're not going to like what I'm about to say."

Oh no.

"Okay..."

Mr. Johnson takes one of my hands in an attempt at a comforting gesture.

"I'm just going to say it outright. I'm going to have to let you go."

What?

The remorse in his expression makes more sense, now that he's come out with the news.

"I'm so sorry, Y/N. We just don't have the proper funds to keep you. It's nothing personal, I promise."

"That's not what it seems like..."

"I know honey, but I don't have a choice. I would so keep you if the company could afford it. In fact, ou're a delight to have around. My hands are just tied."

Tears gather in my eyes as I give a sad nod.

"Alright..."

Mr. Johnson hands me my final paycheck, taking his time as he does so.

"Do you want Janice to help you gather your things from your desk, Y/N? I want to make this as easy as possible for you."

I shake my head slowly, sniffing quietly and standing up from my seat.

"It's okay... I've got it... Thank you, though..."

"I'll recommend you to one of our other locations, so hopefully you won't be jobless for long. I'll try my best to help."

"Thanks, Mr. Johnson..."

"I'm not your boss anymore, so you can just call me David."

I nod without a word, turning around and trudging out the door.