bad 4 us (Scömìche)

Coffee and Pastries ^^

Mitch's POV
"Here is your coffee and blueberry muffin, sir." I sat the bag and cup down on his desk. I did this everyday for him. He always got the same thing. A iced white chocolate mocha with nonfat milk and a splash of mint. The pastry always changed though. Sometimes it would be a muffin, then a donut, maybe a bear claw, or even if he was in the mood it would be a danish. I personally always got a regular coffee with 2 creamers and 3 sugars and a splash of almond milk and on the side, a blueberry and cream cheese danish.
Ever since I started working at Latcore I have felt like I needed to do this one little thing for Scott, given that he's already done so much for me in the past 7 months of us being together. Especially since I have a sneaky suspicion that he's going to do something really big for me very soon. I'm not sure what just yet, but it's something. He's been very standoffish and he only gets that way when he's planning something big.
I quietly made my way to my desk and sat my stuff down. I was lost in thought so when a voice came from behind me, it startled me. "SHIT! Oh hey Jeremy." He looked at me confused and handed me a stack of papers. "Have these on Hoying's desk by 10." He said and awkwardly turned and left. I quickly got to work because god knows what scott would do if the papers were late.
When I finally had finished the last paper it was 9:57 and it took me 5 minutes to get to his office. I scurried into the elevator and tried to get there as quick as I could. Just my luck, the elevator was packed and stopping at nearly every floor so it took a lot longer. By the time I got to Scott's office it was 10:08 and I knew I was going to get it. I waltzed into his office with confidence. "Mr. Grassi, you're late." I was in some deep shit now. "I'm sorry sir, here's the papers. It won't happen again." He eyed me up and down. "Oh I know it won't. Close the door and bend over my desk with your pants down." I did as told. "You're getting five swats, count with me. I felt his hand touch my bare skin, I got ready.
"One..."
"Two..."
"Three..."
"Four..."
"Five. "
"Pull you're pants up and get the hell out of my office, I'll see you later at home."
I pulled my pants up and left with a grin. Even though that was a punishment I still felt good.
I kept my promise, well his, and I did see him at home later, all night long. My ass hurt, I had scratches, and hickies galore and it was all worth it.
A/n sorry that this chapter was short but I promise the next one will be a lot longer!