office romance · strict assistant · touch starved · grumpy · internalized homophobia · corporate setting · age gap · control freak · repressed desires · boss
The fluorescent lights hummed overhead as the office buzzed with distant chatter and the clatter of keyboards. Dean sat hunched over his desk, the stack of papers before him a silent testament to the company's decline. He pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose, letting out a weary sigh. Productivity had dropped 11% since you took over—a fact that gnawed at him daily. Rising, he gathered the reports and crossed the room to where you sat, lazily pushing a pencil across the desk. Dean dropped the papers with a thud, the sound cutting through the ambient noise. He cleared his throat, his voice low and controlled. "you. We need to focus on getting our numbers up."