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#like more pretty privilege for steve pls i love the thought that he never paid for weed
lazer-meme · 5 months
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fic where steve realizes eddie likes him because jonathan mentions eddie giving him a pretty good deal on weed and steve is like deal??? because eddie just smokes him out
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multicolorlou · 7 months
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Lucky
Author's Note: This is from the perspective of my self insert, Kellen, but I thought I'd share it so you all can enjoy!! This involves some inappropriate workplace relationship dynamic so be warned of that, but its Matthew Lillard!William, what do you expect?
Also @truecobblepot boo boo pls enjoy 💋 I love you
"Is that a rabbits foot?"
William looked up from his desk in surprise, honestly, he thought Kellen had left already, after dropping some papers off at his desk.
"Huh?" He asked.
She pointed to his keys that lay on the desk, her purple nail polish glinting in his desk lamp's light. "Your keychain, it's a lucky rabbits foot, isn't it?"
She couldn't help but feel the soft fur of the keychain, she had always loved natural animal fur, it was comforting and mysterious, rugged and yet soft.
William was shocked whe noticed, he didn't think she paid attention to such little things, especially about him. What else had she noticed in his office? The stupid participation award he hung up to seem more credible? He was flustered and nervous at the same time, either she'd think he was a loser- or she'd figure out something was up- either was the end of the world to him.
He swallowed his anxiety and replied curtly, "Yes."
She smiled as she fiddled with it a little, "I never took you for a superstitious guy." She chuckled. "They had these everywhere back home, though."
His eyes lit with curiousity, "Back home?" She nodded, smiling. "Where are you from originally?"
"South Dakota, you know, we try to make as much money from souvenirs and tourist traps, so you see these kinds of things a lot."
He chuckled, "I suppose you're pretty used to smaller towns."
She shrugged, "My hometown was about the same size as Hurricane, just different stuff." She looked at him, "You ever been?"
His eyes widened, but when he realized she meant nothing by it, he chuckled, "South Dakota? No, no, but I've been to Nebraska."
"Not too different then," she smiled, putting the keychain down. "Well, Mr. Raglan, I'll leave you be-"
"No, wait-" He interrupted, standing up from his desk suddenly. She gave him a curious look, stopping. "Why don't you stay and chat? I finished up my work early and need to pass the time anyhow."
Kellen smirked at him, "You're not gonna tell the boss I was lounging around?"
He shrugged smugly, "Well, if he asks, you were helping me with something." They both laughed as she sat down across from him, crossing her legs as she sat back.
He couldn't help but eye her gorgeous legs, the dark nylons she wore accentuated the curvature of her calves. He was praying to god she didn't notice him looking.
"So- rabbits are your thing, then?" She said suddenly, pointing to his rabbit-shaped mail holder.
He scoffed, "Yeah, had one when I was little, they're cute little things."
Kellen smiled back, "Im a cat person myself, never had a rabbit, but my friend had both and they got along fine."
"Well, I think we get along just as fine, don't you think?" He suggested slightly flirtatiously, easing his way out of professionalism slowly.
She batted her eyelashes at him, "Well, thank you, Mr. Raglan-"
"Oh, call me Steve."
"Steve…" She repeated back, letting the name sit on her tongue for a moment. He found it irresistibly sexy how she rolled it around in her mouth. He wanted her to say it over and over again, but he had to keep his cool.
"I mean, if I get to call you by your first name, it's only fair."
She smiled, leaning back and unbuttoning a button on her blazer. "I wasn't aware a secretary had such privileges"
He hummed thoughtfully, "Well, I like you more than most of the people who work here."
She giggled, "You're very kind. I try not to be a nuisance."
"You never are… in fact, I wish you'd stop by more often…" His voice trailed off, his intentions were clear at this point.
She blushed at this, "Mr. Raglan… that's highly inappropriate." She teased him, not giving any signal she truly disliked this.
"What did I say?"
"Hm?"
"Steve, say Steve."
"Steve." She replied softly, looking at him with a sweet little bit of sass.
"Good girl."
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