Working In the Offices (House_Owner X Reader)

Chapter 17

After that, we quickly exchange our money for pizza and sit down on the sofa, a little closer than usual as we need to share. Ross places the box on his leg and opens it, the lovely aroma escapes into the room and makes me hungrier than usual.

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It's around eleven pm.

We put on an episode of Toddlers in Tiaras, commenting on how stupid it is to force your child to participate, then get mad at them because they won't stay still when getting their make-up done.

"They're children for christs sake, what do you expect?" I exclaim to the television screen, licking my fingers from BBQ sauce. I go to reach for another slice of pizza, but so does Ross and our hands collide. Our heads snap towards each other and I realise how close we are, we're barely inches apart.

The sound of the TV begins to drown out and I'm only focusing on Ross, staring into his eyes and at his lips. BBQ sauce is on his lip so I pull my hand up and wipe it off, slightly inching closer.

Our lips are about to meet when the front door bursts open and Max comes in, shouting. "Put your clothes on, I don't want to see you nak-" Max stops in the middle of his sentence, seeing us so close to each other with flustered faces and my hand on his face. "Don't let me stop you two love birds."

I quickly move to the other side of the sofa, my heart racing and my face flustered red from embarrassment.

It's silent. There is so much tension in the room as Max hangs up his coat and locks the front door.

I look up from the floor and my eyes meet with Ross'. Max then flops in the space between us and I choose it's time to leave.

"I'm going to bed, see you tomorrow." I mumble and rush into the bathroom.

ROSS' POV

I watch (Y/N) as she rushes down the hall, Max then turns to me with a small smirk. "So, you two are getting close. Tell me the details!"

"God, you're like a teenage girl." I sigh, my head in my hands. "We were just sharing a pizza so we were sitting close to each other, there was one slice left and we both reached for it at the same time. Our hands touched. We turned to each other, she wiped sauce off of my lip and I think we were about to kiss. Then you burst through the door."

"Sorry for being a cock blocker." Max rubs my back comfortingly.

"It wasn't like we were going to have sex, Max. I didn't even think she liked me that way, it went so fast. Maybe she hates me now an-" I get interrupted by Max as I begin a rant.

"Shhh, listen." He turns the television off and we go silent.

"I can't hear anythi-" That's when we hear sobbing coming from the bathroom. My heart softens as I feel bad for (Y/N).

"Come on man, go comfort her." Winking at me, Max slaps my back.

"God dammit, Max. Stop." I slightly smile as I walk down the hallway to the bathroom.

I lightly knock on the door which seems to cease the sobbing. "Yes?" Her voice slightly cracks as she sniffs.

"It's me, Ross. Are you okay? Can I come in?" I ask, listening for a response. The door then opens and I slink in, kneeling in front of (Y/N) as she sits on the toilet with the seat down.

Having no idea how to comfort her, I slowly put my hand on her arm, slowly tapping her arm twice while quickly thinking of something to do next. "What's wrong?"

"I-I-I-I-" She tries to speak but her sobbing interrupts her each time. I stretch my arm around her, and just end up strangely shaking her back and forward. My intention was to hug her, not whatever the hell this is. After five minutes, she seems to calm down after taking deep breaths.

"I- I'm sorry f-for making a m-move on you, R-Ross." She still slightly struggles to speak, looking into my eyes. "I hope you d-don't hate me."

"Is that why you're upset?" (Y/N) nods as a response. "Oh, you idiot."

She looks a little shocked and offended by my words. "What?"

"No, I mean you're silly. Silly for thinking that." I try to restate my words but they sound like I'm calling her stupid for thinking what she thinks. I then quickly blurt out,"Imeanthatyoushouldn'tneedtothinkthat, Idon'thateyou."

"Oh..." She trails off, a small smile on her face.

- - -

I'm not sure why we did it, but we did.

We just stayed there in the bathroom, talking about our problems. They seemed to slip out of our mouths before we could even rethink them over; it was because we didn't care what the other person thought about it, we knew we could trust them.

The only time we left that bathroom was to get snacks, drinks (mainly alcohol) and so I could use the toilet without (Y/N). I only mention myself as by the time (Y/N) needed to use the toilet she was already tipsy and used it right in front of me, not even pausing he story.

If it wasn't for the alcoholic influence and lack of sleep, I probably would've called her out on it, but I didn't. I let her continue her story and didn't break eye contact with her.

Which might seem strange now...

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It was about 2 am and we were both on our 3rd glass of wine. I hate the stuff personally, but the taste soon withered off to the point I could chug the whole bottle without snarling in distaste.

After we couldn't pour our glasses without spilling any of the wine onto the floor, we drank straight out of the bottle, passing it back and fourth as we took sips.

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HANNAH'S POV

It was about 5am now and we could barely talk without slurring our words.

I then felt something as I looked at Ross, we stared at each other in silence and in thought.

"Can we continue what we were... D-doing earlier?" I slur my words, they almost don't make sense.

Ross laughs, standing up as I do. "You mean kissing?"

"Yup." I pop the 'p' as I smile a drunk smile at Ross. Then, we kiss. Our drunk breath mingling with each other as we grabbed onto each other for balance.

We open the door, slowly making our way down the hallway and into Ross' room as we take each other's clothes off in a drunk fashion. By the time we get into Ross' room we're in our underwear.

Ross then pushes me down onto the bed, kissing my neck as I fall into ecstasy.

(Shiet)