Animator And The Screenwriter~ Phan

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Prompt: Animator and screenwriter: They're kind of at war (in a way) because they can't agree on how this project is going. (Long story short, they're always arguing but the entire office ships them)

"It's going to have to be redone." I state, watching the characters on the screen in front of me. "The dialogue is right, but the movements, they just seem.... Odd." Dan sighed at me, the annoyance showing on his features.

"Of course the bloody dialogue is right, you did it. The animation looks fine, you've just been staring at the screen too long, it's messing with your head." He scoffed before hastily walking off. I sigh, taking off my glasses and rubbing the bridge of my nose in frustration.

"Phil?" I look up at the call of my name to see Katryn standing at the door.

"What's up?" I ask, the annoyance clearly infiltrating my tone.

"Are you two just gunna get married already or what?" She smirked, walking over and sitting on the ledge of my desk.

"Excuse me?!" She laughs.

"You two bicker like an old married couple, everyone here ships it, including me." The tall girl states proudly, I roll my eyes.

"Yeah right, he hates me."

"That's what you think." I gaze up at her confusingly, tilting my head slightly as she rolls her eyes playfully before continuing, "His eyes are always glued to you, he bumps into you every chance he gets, and just literally the love heart eyes are so real how have you not noticed?!" I stare at her blankly.

"I've never noticed, I just think he hates me." With a small sigh Katryn jumps off the desk and places a hand in my shoulder.

"Go talk to him. And please just make out or something already we are all so done with you two." I hear at least three other people shout their agreements with Katryn's statement as they walk past my office door. All my co-workers are such eavesdroppers.

"Okay." A smile graces her lips as she pats me on the shoulder once and makes her way back to her desk. I sit for a moment, contemplating the situation.

'Do I even like him?'

'You know the answer to that, you agreed not to talk about this.' I immediately shake my head, dispelling the thoughts from my mind. I'll think about that later.

With a small sigh I get up from my desk, walk through the rows of small workplaces and into Dan's office. I stand in the doorway, tapping my knuckle on the frame of the open doorway.

The tall boy stands at the window, seemingly just gazing out of it, mind wandering aimlessly. He seems to get snapped back to reality at the sound of me knocking. His brown eyes connect with mine for a moment as the smile on his face seemingly disappears. This time it's different, it almost seems like he's forcing himself not to smile.

"What is it now?" He snaps, obviously annoyed at me. The words fell from my lips before I even thought about what to respond,

"Doyouhaveacrushonme?" I slurred out, immediately slapping my hand over my mouth. Dan stands there in shock, his hand now running through his brown hair as he tries to process the situation.

I hear a small commotion behind me, turning around to see some of my co-workers have turned their attention to us, obviously having heard what I said. I reach over quickly and shut the door, wanting this conversation, no matter where it went, to be private.

"Did you just ask if I have a crush on you?" He questions, I notice he's walked closer to me, eyes gazing curiously into mine, as if he were trying to read my thoughts.

"Umm.....I-I mean.....y-yes...." I somehow manage to stutter out.

"No, I don't have a crush on you." He spits. I feel my insides drop, I feel.....disappointed, but why?

"Fuck, I think I'm in love with you." His voice is quiet, barely even a whisper. My eyes widen in surprise as I look at the taller male. His gaze is fixed to the ground but he slowly looks up, the pain immanent on his face. He almost looked like he was fighting back tears.

Something about those words made my stomach tie in a knot, sending my heart racing and my cheeks ablaze, making all my words get caught in my throat.

"I....I thought you hated me." I say quietly, his expression changes to shock.

"God you've been so blind. All these years we've worked together, and we've done nothing but bicker and fight. I've been fucked since the second you walked through those front doors. When we got put on this project together I thought I'd just have to live with it but fuck, I think I'm in love with you and you never even paid me a second glance."

I stared at him for a few seconds, processing everything he said. He opens his mouth to defend himself but I cut him off, walking over, grabbing him by the shoulders, and yanking his head down to connect our lips.

A muffled noise of surprise escapes his mouth as I kiss him, lips ridged at first before slowly becoming accepting. As soon as he responds to the situation I abruptly pull away.

"You're calling me blind? I think I've loved you since I first met you, I just tried not to think about it. Of course not thinking about you is like trying not to think about an elephant that's standing on my che-." He cut me off by gently grabbing the sides of my face and pressing his lips to mine once again.

I happily accept the kiss, wrapping my arms around his neck as his hands move from my cheeks to my waist. We abruptly pull apart after a few seconds at the sound of someone subtly clearing their throat. I turn my head to see Katryn, and basically the rest of the office has gathered around the door and were looking at us with wide smiles.

"FUCKING FINALLY YOU TWO!" A voice yells at us causing everyone to laugh and my cheeks to heat up even more. Katryn smiles at us, turning around and backing everyone up out of the room.

"Okay guys, back to work, let's give them some privacy." She teases, getting everyone to leave the room and grabbing the door handle before turning back to us,

"Told ya so." She smiles, winking at me before turning around and closing the door behind her.

"Told you so?" Dan questions, I smile.

"Don't ask." I laugh as Dan smiles at me, taking my hand as we return back to work.

{I am remembering to update, be proud of me}

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