"I was... really drunk, so I should probably apologize for coming on too strong," I started out, biting my lip. I still hadn't really figured out how I felt, but I was pretty sure part of it was because there was a big wall up. After the first night, deciding he didn't like me, I decided I wouldn't fall for him. But now?
"If I was uncomfortable, I would have pulled away," he said, making it clear I didn't need to feel bad for my drunken actions.
I took a breath, trying to decide how to ask what I wanted to. "How much... was the receptive-ness because of the alcohol?" I asked, glancing up at him.
"I didn't do anything I didn't want to," he said, vaguely. That wasn't helpful.
Bluntness it was then. "Eugene, do you like me?" I asked, looking more firmly at him.
It took him what seemed like forever to reply, seeing the different thoughts going past his eyes, giving me no idea what was going on in his head. "I don't know," he finally said, though you could tell it was an honest one. "I haven't really looked for romance in some time, and coming from a family a divorce, it's made it hard to think about love and stuff like that really existing..." he explained, opening up more than I was used to.
"I'm kinda in the same boat, with... not knowing," I commented, taking a drink of my coffee. "My parents stayed together until my mom died, but they never seemed in love, always more like roommates. Any time I made a stable friend, they moved away, I've been cheated on, or they were just casual stuff. So you're not alone in being afraid of feelings or a relationship," I finally confessed. It was the stuff that Ned knew that Eugene hadn't, and now he pretty much knew everything.
He nodded in response, understanding where I was coming from. "None of are going anywhere, I hope you know that. And on the off chance we do, well still always be here for you," he said, giving me a small smile. While it didn't help answer any questions, it was sweet and nice to know.
"What do we do?" I asked, helpless.
He thought about that again. "Maybe we can try to be open to the idea for a few days? Doesn't have to be trying to date or anything, but just hang around each other without that wall up. If we think there's something there, then we can try a date," he suggested. He was very much someone with their head on straight, and it was comforting.
I nodded. "That makes sense," I answered. "No walls up, I can try that," I commented. Or at least I hoped I could.
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We did a little chatting, before heading into the office. I had to get ready for my meeting, making sure everything was properly organized before heading to make the pitch to our boss.
The meeting went really well, and he liked all three of the ideas, giving me some information on work stuff, equipment, and budget for it. I let him know Eugene was my senior, and he was fine with it.
I bounced back out to the office area, going straight over to where Eugene was and wrapped my arms around his neck from behind. "May want to get ready to work hard the next few days, Senior," I said, hinting at what the news was.
He turned around a smile on his face. "You got it?" I nodded, eagerly. "Congratulations!" He said, giving me a big hug, one I hadn't really received since the first day. "I knew you'd do it, and we'll create something awesome," he said.
I grinned widely, bouncing more. The others came over to congratulate me as well, and it felt really good to be growing with my talents.
A/N: short chapter right now. Wanted to get this one up before taking a break.
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Just a Game | Eugene Lee Yang x Reader fanfic
ФанфикшнThe beginning based on the video the Try Guys did with Smosh Games with an AU twist. (Read first "chapter" for full details.)
