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Y/N x Thomas Jefferson
Plot - Y/N is a lonely 25 year old, working a job she doesn't like with a boss she doesn't like-- But does she really not like him? And why did she never realize how fine he was!
A/N - Been very very hard to come up with ideas! Finally did though, hope you guys enjoy! :)
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"Coffee!"
You grabbed the tall cup filled to the brim with nothing but ice (and a bit of coffee). While Thomas sat down, you tried not to make direct eye contact with him, it would... be too awkward for you to handle.
"So as I was saying--"
Before you knew it, he just kept on going on and on. Were you listening? Heck no.
"Uh Y/N?" He waved a hand, practically in your face. "You weren't listening, were you?" Thomas asked, his tone mildly annoyed.
"Sorry. Go on!" You quickly apologized.
"Anyway as I was saying--"
Thomas stirred his coffee-- accidentally spilling it on your white button-up shirt.
"I'm SO SORRY Y/N!" Thomas practically screamed, it was strange seeing a man like him being so worried over a silly mistake made you feel... you didn't know the word for it.
"It's okay!"
"No-- it's not!"
He raced towards the counter, grabbing a pile of paper towels from the barista. A lady about your age-- with dark curly hair. She was drop-dead gorgeous, you couldn't help but squint your eyes at the look she gave Thomas. Before you knew it, he was on his knee right in-front of you, cleaning your shirt.
"Sorry Y/N"
"It's okay..." you mumbled. "It's alright, you don't have to continue apologizing"
"It's still wet here" Thomas took off his signature magenta hoodie. "You can just wear this" he placed it in your lap, waiting for your reaction. You hesitated for a moment, before picking it up and giving him a reassuring nod.
You awkwardly put the hoodie on, "Uhh.. Lunch must be almost over by this time, we should go back" you simply stated, not looking at Thomas.
He nodded, and the two of you quickly exited the shop. You walked as fast as you could (without running), to try to stay away from Thomas. Yet he was still not too far behind you.
"Y/N"
You turned around facing Thomas, who looked to be slightly out of breath. "Slow down a tad bit, will ya?" He muttered.
"Uh yeah my bad" (spoken like a true alpha)
The two of you slowly walked back to your workplace, you could just feel all the stares on you. Especially when you walked past Maria's desk, you just knew she was going to start a new rumor about you and Thomas. Oh and James M too! He was one of Thomas's only two friends (that you knew of) in the office, he was going to 'ship' (or whatever it's called) you guys together.
You sat back down in your little cubicle as Thomas went back to his desk, right after telling you to call him if you needed any help. And with that, you just got back to work. At least something remotely interesting happened in your repetitive, boring life. *SIGH* It's fine--
Speaking of fine things, Thomas was 101% on top of that list, for right now at least! Not ashamed to apologize, making sure you were okay and all. Was all of this bare-minimum? Yes, but can't a girl be just a little delusional?!
At the very end of the day, you drove back home. Flopped down on your couch and called your BFF. You told Eliza every little bit of tea there was.
Did she like Thomas? No, her husband was literal arch-enemies with him.
But did she (being the supportive friend she is) listen to every single detail you totally overshared? YUP!
Then you remembered, you had Thomas's phone number...
Should you message him?
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TYYYYY FOR READING!!!!!!!! PART 3 COMING IDK WHEN...
Y/N x Thomas Jefferson
A/N note - My very first time writing! PLEASE PLEASE don't question my writing skills. I've never written for a fandom, so please feel free to tell me what I should improve on! 😠Also Y/N is female in this story!
Plot - Y/N is a lonely 25 year old, working a job she doesn't like with a boss she doesn't like-- But does she really not like him? And why did she never realize how fine he was!
You had big dreams for the future, working for your own self, creating you own business, getting married and having kids with the "one" and being financially stable, but boy oh boy were you wrong.
25, living in a tiny apartment, barely being able to afford groceries and working a shitty 9 - 5 corporate job you absolutely despised. Sure it wasn't all bad though, you had friends (a couple...) but you literally couldn't relate to even your best friend, Eliza. She came from a wealthy family, and had a husband and a kid at just 25! She never had to worry about anything because her father, husband, brothers and sisters always had her back. The only person who had you back was Eliza. And you just... felt so lonely. Is this how adulthood feels like?
Uh oh... Your alarm rang.
You were not about to be late for work for the 4th time this month! Not with a boss like yours, Thomas Jefferson.
You quickly changed out of your sweatshirt and pajamas to a white button-up shirt and a black maxi skirt. You quickly left your apartment and practically ran to work! (you didn't you just drove). You glanced at your phone, 7:35.
Dang, you still had 25-ish minutes left to spare. You were early for the first time in forever! WooHoo! Hopefully you got to work earlier than your boss, you just knew he was going to make a side comment about you actually being early for once.
"I see your here early" Speak of the devil.
"Uh yes" you awkwardly smiles at your boss. "I would appreciate it if you could be on time like this every single day." Thomas said, pushing up his glasses.
You couldn't help but roll your eyes-- not in a mean manner, but rather a friendly, and playful one.
"Can you get started on the report by the way?"
"Sure, boss" you complied.
"C'mon Y/N you know I hate it when you call me boss, it's just Thomas" he whined. "Sorry Thomas." He smiled at your quick apology. You thought he would leave you alone after that, but no this man clearly had nothing better to do ad he grabbed a chair and sat next to you, talking your ear off. Nothing you could do though, he was your boss after all.
Time flew by quick at least, before you knew it, it was already time for your lunch break. "L/N, have any plans for lunch?" he asked.
"Hm, no do you?"
"Nah you up to grab some coffee with me?"
"Uh sure"
Thomas got up and so did you, the two of you started walking over to a local coffee shop, maybe a 7 - 8 minute walk from work.
You sat down, you had never visited here, despite the fact that you had been working this job for the past 3 years. The place was... cozy. Thomas got up and ordered coffee for the both of you, black coffee for him and a iced-latte for you. He sat down, right in front of you.
The sun hit his skin, his dark curly hair was shining under the light, and you could see all the coils and curls underneath the light. That's when you looked him in the eyes for the first time.
Dang-- he was fine.
You just stared at him.
"Y/N?"
"Yeah, what's up?" you hesitantly responded.
"You seemed to be lost Y/N"
"Lost in your eyes" you mumbled underneath your breath, only loud enough for you to hear.
"What was that?"
"HUH!" you snapped out of it. "Nothing, I just said that our order is ready by now" "Oh yeah" Thomas got up and walked over to the counter.
Why was it just now you realized how fine your boss was?
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