You knock on Anders's door and peek your head in his office. He's on the phone and looks up at you. "I'm going on my lunch break." You whisper lowly to him.
Anders hold his hand up, making the stop signal to you. "Hey, hey, could I call you back?" He says hurriedly to the person on the phone. He quickly hangs up and then stands.
"You didn't have to hang up on the customer, Anders. I'm just going to lunch." You laugh.
"Well, I was wondering if you'd like to go on your lunch break with me." Your boss states. Your heart starts pounding with nervousness. You've always had a crush on your employer. Your eyebrows draw and you walk into his office, shutting the door behind you.
"Why would I want to do that?" You ask.
"Anders grins. "Because you find me irresistibly charming and you'd love to have lunch with me?" He asks.
You laugh, shaking your head. "I may be a mortal, Anders, but your Bragi charms don't work on me." You say slyly.
"Dang it." Anders breathes. You smile. "So is that a yes then?" He questions, glancing up at you.
You chuckle. "Yes, that's a yes." You reply.
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Anders and you have an amazing lunch down the street from the PR building. The two of you walk back to the building in order to start working again.
"Hey, Y/N?" Anders asks.
"Yeah?" You say, looking at him.
"I had a lot of fun." He states.
You smile. "Me too, Anders." You agree.
"Would-would you like to do it again sometime?" He questions.
"On our lunch breaks?" You ask.
He clears his throat. "Well...dinner too, I guess. And maybe on weekends." He answers.
You peer at him, trying to hide your smile. "Anders Johnson, are you asking me out?" You ask.
"Maybe..." Anders trails off. You raise your eyebrows. "Yes, yes, I'm asking you out." He blurts out, a flush coming to his cheeks.
You laugh happily and lightly touch his arm with your hand. "I'd love to go out with you, Anders." You sigh.
"Really?" He asks incredulously.
You smile and nod. "Really." You answer. Anders smiles and shyly looks away from you.
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Anders and you have been happily dating for two months. You're so in love with him, more than you ever thought you could be.
One night, you're getting ready to leave work. The office is empty, save for Anders who's finishing up paperwork. You sling your purse around your shoulder.
"Anders, I'm leaving now." You say, walking into his office.
"Y/N, can I talk with you for a moment before you leave?" Your boyfriend asks, looking at you. Your stomach drops. You've never seen that look in his eyes before.
"Is everything okay?" You ask, sitting in a chair, while trying to remain calm. Anders doesn't say anything. He sets his papers down and stands up. He goes around to the front of his desk and leans on it, staring at you.
"Anders, please say something. You're freaking me out." You whisper.
"Y/N, I don't know any other way to tell you..." He sighs.
Tears burn in your eyes and your heart nearly stops. "You're breaking up with me, aren't you?" You ask, barely above a whisper.
Anders clasps his hands together. "I love you." He states.
You stare at him, your eyebrows furrowing. "Wait, what?" You ask, confused.
"I'm so madly in love with you, Y/N, that it's kind of ridiculous." He explains.
Your breath leaves you in a rush and you sink against the chair, your hand over your heart. "Oh my goodness, I thought you were going to break up with me." You whisper. Anders is just staring at you. You look up at him and then stand up.
"I'm in love with you too." You say softly. He smiles and wraps his arms around your hips, pulling you close to him.
"You are?" He asks.
You nod, smiling. "I am." You answer. You stand on your tiptoes and wrap your arms around his neck. You kiss him softly. Anders sighs and deepens the kiss.
[THE END] I hope you liked it!
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