Mr Mayor || PavelDome

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The first day, Mister mayor let Dome rest. Pavel didn't disturb Dome who was working inside the guestroom.

He was reading through the papers and contracts. He was already stressed with the first file and he needs to check all the 27 files.

His friends didn't pester him but sent him hearts and motivational texts. He snorted when he read those messages and as usual, he replied with a middle finger emoji.

"Dome?" Pavel knocked on his door and opened it.

"Come downstairs." He said and Dome nodded and shut his laptops down and arranged his papers before making his way downstairs.

Dome was still awkward around the young mayor because he really can't tell what the mayor was thinking.

"Do you have any food allergy?" The mayor asked and Dome shook his head.

"Okay then." The mayor let Dome sit on the bar stool on the kitchen isle and he prepared their dinner right in front of Dome.

Dome was seriously amazing with Pavel's hands because they were big. He even watched his hand and then Pavel's hand then compared it silently. The mayor caught him causing the mayor to chuckle and shake his head while Dome blushed.

"Try guessing what course I finished." The mayor said to break the silence.

"Culinary." Dome answered and Pavel laughed and shook his head.

"Nope."

"Then what?" Dome asked and propped his arms on the counter.

"Environmental science." The mayor replied and Dome knew he was fucking doomed.

He met a lot of Environmentalists and they were all stubborn. Nature comes first and Dome wanted to give up already.

"Shiya..." He muttered under his breath and the mayor laughed.

"What? Having second thoughts?"

"Of course not. Dome Woranart doesn't do second thoughts." He said and the mayor smiled.

"What engineering did you finished?" The mayor asked and skillfully chopped the onions making Dome tear up.

It was too much for his eyes. Pavel laughed and apologize before letting Dome rinse his face and Pavel handed him the paper towel.

"Civil engineering." Dome answered as he wiped his face with the paper towel.

Dome made his way back to his seat and watched Pavel cook a seafood platter for the two of them.

"Hm. I see. Do you work in a company or you work work." Pavel asked and Dome laughed.

"What kind of work work is that. Anyways, I work at a company." Dome said and Pavel nodded.

"You look like a typical rich brat." Pavel said and Dome raised his brow.

"Excuse me?" He asked and the mayor laughed.

"The way you talk... you dress, carry yourself and interact with other people." Pavel said and Dome doesn't get it.

"I thought... you were some kind of snob." Pavel said and Dome sighed.

"I don't like a lot of attention. I don't like talking much." Dome said and Pavel smirked at Dome who scowled.

"Don't get ahead of yourself. I don't like you or what. I am just trying to be nice." He said and the mayor laughed and shook his head.

"That's cute." The mayor said and turned the stove off.

Dome helped Pavel in setting the table. The seafood platter looks really nice and Dome's mouth was watering.