BL One-Shot Collection

As You Are

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Reading through his emails, the professor of the literature department answered when he heard a knock on his door. "Come in."

            In came his young assistant, a newly university graduate, Hunt Chang holding a stack of folders.  "I've collected all the reports handed in by your class." 

            "Leave them here," he rubbed at the spot between his brows.  "Hunt, could you make me a cup of coffee?"

            "You already had three cups."

            "I still have a lot of work to do.  I need to stay focused."

            "All right." Hunt went to the counter to prepare the beverage.  He placed the cup on the table for Steven.  "Here's your drink."

            "Thank you." Without looking, Steven lifted the cup to his mouth and took a sip.  His face scrunched up and he glimpsed up at Hunt. "This is not coffee."

            "It is honey lemon tea," Hunt informed with a smile. "It's good for you."

            "I would rather have coffee."

            "I know."

            "And...?" Steven narrowed his eyes at the younger man.

            "Unless you get up and make it yourself, you're not getting any."

            Steven sighed. "You're my assistant.  Aren't you supposed to listen to me?"

            "Why?  Is the tea not good?"

            "Why don't you try it for yourself and tell me?"

            Try it?  He wants me to share his drink? Hunt wondered.

            "Why?  Are you afraid to try it?" Steven challenged.

            Hunt grasped Steven's cup and took a big gulp, surprising Steven.  "It tastes good," he said, putting the cup back on the table.

            "I told you to try the tea.  I didn't mean for you to drink it off my cup."

            "Oh." Hunt promptly wiped his mouth. "I'll make you another cup."

            "It's okay.  Leave it.  You didn't mind kissing me, so I shouldn't mind kissing you."

            "What kissing?"

            "Both of our lips touched the same cup," Steven enlightened. "That's indirect kissing."

            "W-Whatever."

            Steven noticed that Hunt was packing up his messenger bag, getting ready to leave work.  "Are you busy later?"

            "I have a meet-up with my friends tonight," Hunt notified.

            "Could you help me tidy up my office?  The department head is visiting tomorrow and I want it to look organized."