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“So you’ll have to check this part then you can email the excel file immediately by copy pasting it too.”
Tsumugi nods, paying attention to what was directed for him to do.
Well, trying to pay attention to the best of his abilities, obviously not glancing at the employee nearby him giving out the instructions for him to do this action on his files.
“Itaru-san, we have to leave in 2 mins, the Programming department needs us again!” The cheerful call from the head of the General Affairs department, a young employee named Sakuya Sakuma along with his striking red hair standing out.
“Ah, that’s my cue, I hope this helps you Tsukioka-san” Tsumugi snaps out of his trance and nods at him along with a stuttering response of agreement.
“T-Thank you Chigasaki-kun, you always help me when I need it” He sheepishly says a thanks to the blonde man, his arms that were exposed as his sleeves we’re folded to his elbows we’re off his desk now as he goes back to his group. So much for trying to pay attention to him when he was distracted.
Tsumugi suddenly misses the nearby presence of the general affairs employee, his fellow workmates in the secretarial department always mention how obvious his crush and constant glancing to the blonde employee was, but I guess it isn’t obvious enough for Chigasaki-kun.
“No progress for today it seems Leader?” A fellow friend and workmate of his passes by his desk, as he places a document which probably is for him to work on his table. Silver hair at his sight, and that sly smile.
“Just the usual Azuma, besides I don’t mind just admiring from afar, it would be too awkward to have an office romance.” But Azuma could see the slightly strained smile from Tsumugi, as it is easy for Tsumugi to read other people, Azuma was the few who could see the obvious signs on Tsumugi’s expressions.
“I mean, I’m surprised he didn’t notice you staring at him that one time he fixed the lights” Calls out another white-haired man who passes by too, leaning on the mini wall that seperated their desks.
“H-HISOKA-KUN!!?!”
“I do agree with you that Hisoka” Azuma lets out a chuckle and Tsumugi’s face turns even more red.
“Azuma-san!-”
“It’s fine Tsumugi, we support your obvious pining and probably sexual fantasy towards the man” The usually sleepy man grins at their secretarial department head as his face looked so much like a tomato by now.
“CA-CAN WE NOT MENTION THIS IN OFFICE HOURS?”
Tsumugi sighs at the sound of the chuckling of his workmates around him, He covers his face and lies down on his desk in a groan. He needs to hold himself together honestly, it is starting to become unprofessional but he swears it's only his department that knows about his crush and...well hopefully not the other employees.
Work, right work, he needs to check the document Azuma gave him, and has to give priority as it seems to be from President Mizuno himself. This might give him overtime honestly, but work is work and Mizuno needs it then, he shall do his best.
8:30 P.M
God, it was this late already, and he was still in the office. Itaru sighs, he would love to go home and play that new game he ordered just yesterday but this last report kept him too busy that it was already this late when he finished.
Just a few more bits and he was done, the office was almost quite a ghost town at this time at this point. He might as well just grab another cup of coffee to give him that final boost, he doubt anyone was here anyways,
Heading with his cup to the breakroom, releasing a yawn as he approaches the door. He didn’t expect to see the lights inside to be opened at this time, he opens curiously and hears the coffee machine’s brewing sound with a ‘ding’ indicating it was done.
Opening the door more, he sees the familiar color of blue hair and a sigh of relief was heard from his fellow employee.
Oh, it was him, Tsukioka-san.
He was in overtime too?
“Eh- Ch-Chigasaki-kun??” Itaru lets out a smile as usual as he approaches the coffee machine.
Tsumugi moves away and leans on one of the counters instead to drink his coffee, a bit too shy to talk, and nervous honestly. To be together at this time of the night, probably just the two of them and no one else. His mind was running thoughts that weren’t supposed to be there.
“You have over time too?” The Secretary head flinches first at the sudden conversation.
“Ah! Y-Yeah, I had to so something today for Mizuno-san, I’m almost about to finish it honestly, just had a little something stuck at the parts for the budget and file conversions.”
“Hm, I can help you with those if you need it.”
Tsumugi almost spits his coffee
Almost
“Y-You don’t have to Chigasaki-kun, It’s already so late, it’s better you should go home by now-”
“It’s alright, it’s better to know we both get to leave with work finished, so I’ll go by your side of the office after sending my report alright?”
And how can Tsumugi refuse such an offer of intimacy- I MEAN HELP, from a willing workmate.
“Thank you Chigasaki-kun, that’s so nice of you…”
“It’s nothing really, I’m always willing to help you Tsukioka-san” Tsumugi feels his heart beat faster at the smile directed at him as he leaves the break room.
Oh dear, why did he say yes, can he even stay calm. Maybe Hisoka was right about his urges, Tsumugi’s anxiety rises.
He sighs, be professional he thinks. Then they can just go home normally and just as friends maybe.
Maybe.
9:30 P.M
Tsumugi’s work finally was done and the two employees sigh in relief.
“Finally it’s done, I wish Mizuno-san wouldn’t abruptly send this kind of work next time.” Tsumugi stands up to fix and arrange the files, Itaru alongside him does so too as to stretch for a bit from that quite long sitting.
“He is always so eccentric honestly, but he’s a better boss than my previous job and the company is great so how can I decline.”
“Hahahaha, he really is quite the boss isn’t he?”
“Tell me about it, and he’s soft spot for Tsuzuru is so obvious, anyone could see the treatment he gives Tsuzuru but I guess as childhood friends and his crush on him, it’s expected.” And Tsumugi simply chuckled.
“I see that those rumors were true.”
“At this point, our department really thinks they are together and probably fuck but who knows honestly”
Tsumugi almost choked from that statement.
“Tsukioka-san?”
“I’m-I’m fine, I was just taken aback that’s all.”
And Tsumugi puts the files in his working bag to keep it safe and check it again at home.
“Ah, Tsukioka-san, do you want me to save this too?” Tsumugi glances at what seemed to be financial files on the screen.
“Ah sure sure, just put them on the display screen”
“Alright”
And the night was ending, nothing eventful happened just as he hoped for.
Just him and a few minutes with Itaru was worth it honestly, office romances would be too complicated.
But honestly, Tsumugi does yearn for something more than what they were, he glances at Itaru again fixing some of his files and goes through his thoughts.
Should he really confess or...
“Chigsaki-kun”
“Yes?”
“Can I kiss you?”
What-
Tsumugi realizes his wording and looks to see a wide-eyed Itaru, even with just the light of the screen from his cubicle illuminating a side of his face, it was enough for him to spot the blush on his cheeks.
“Wh-What?”
Take it back, take it back, take it back-
“AH! NO! I mean- I’m really sorry, that was nothing I- hahaaha…” He probably was obvious now right, Chigsaki-kun should get the hint right now by his sudden question out of nowhere.
It’s probably gonna be his last time to talk to him like this now-
“I- Why me…?”
Huh?
“What?”
“Why Me?” Why not him, Tsumugi thinks, even though they don’t talk too often, Tsumugi’s observations tell him he was a nice person despite his little arguments with Tasuku. He was helpful, and he was there when he needed him, and he was always ready to guide anyone in the office, not judging their lack of knowledge for technology. His looks were just an added bonus on how irresistible he looks when he climbed on that leader and the obvious view of his a-
Tsumugi realizes he should probably say something to make the situation less awkward.
“I..Um, How can I not? Chigasaki-kun is just such an amazing person honestly, and he’s always so kind even with the sarcastic personality with Tasuku and the forced smiles to some clients. Chigasaki-kun was always hardworking and...he didn't complain about me not being completely knowledgeable about technology and more stuff about the internet…”
“Tsukioka-”
“How can I not fall for you…” Tsumugi looks directly at him, only half of him illuminated by the lights of his PC. He seemed to be closer than he thought but he didn’t seem to notice despite the warmth of his body, almost something Tsumugi should have suspected.
“All this time I- I was over thinking huh…”
He hears his mumbles, Tsumugi’s heart rushing, beating, the inner joy in his heart that he felt the same.
Then he kisses him right there and then, Itaru’s hands slowly cupping Tsumugi’s face, to move closer. Tsumugi could smell his cologne up close, a scent of lemon along his hair, the kiss felt soft and gentle, Itaru’s lips we’re gentle.
It was nice, a crush that was reciprocated.
But as Tsumugi’s hands snake around Itaru’s neck, a sudden warmth took over them. Tsumugi’s mouth opens for Itaru to enter his tongue, the kiss turning fervent, the passion readable and the slow breathing evident. Already having such a good pace, Tsumugi can taste not just the coffee he brewed from Itaru’s mouth, but also a hint of chocolate, how sweet and tasteful.
How enticing it became.
It wasn’t long till their breaths turned to breathy pants, their bodies suddenly nearing to feel the other, not realizing Itaru made Tsumugi lean on his desk. Itaru’s arms lowering to his sides in a trap.
Tsumugi separates in a search for air, the saliva obvious from their mouths from that separation, Itaru’s face was flushed as he didn’t realize he needed to breath as well for a few minutes.
Tsumugi feels slightly embarrassed by how obvious his sexual frustration towards this man, as Hisoka mentioned. Maybe he’ll stop it at that and they can go home and talk about it tomorrow, maybe-
“Huh, so Citron was right when he was you we’re looking at me when I was on that ladder”
“Wh-What?” Ah, he was probably too obvious when he kept glancing that day, the heat on his cheeks rose even more.
“Did you like the view?” Ah, he was such a tease, but Tsumugi can’t deny he also liked that,
“I...I doubt anyone would look away from you”
“But I wanted to know if you liked it?”
“...I did”
“Good to know, I was hoping you did honestly…” Tsumugi glances at him to see it was Itaru’s time to blush. Even with just the lights of the computer, it was a sight worth seeing.
“...Hoping you would watch...it felt a little embarrassing to do…” Tsumugi couldn’t believe he felt the same. He doesn’t know how much that made him feel things about him, something less romantic and more...sensual thoughts flutter towards his mind. The snatched waist that he somewhat dreams to hold on and...feel.
“I...ended up not being able to focus that day though honestly…” Tsumugi can sense the grin rising on Itaru’s face
“Thinking of me like that Tsukioka-san, how perverted…” He stands up, Tsumugi’s eyes widen at Itaru slowly loosening his tie, the things that action did Tsumugi as his breathing slowed down, and the thoughts flooded his mind, all that were just imagination.
“Tsukioka-san...you know anyone could come up to us two here right…?” His face moves closer to the bluenette's, his mouth near his ear to make sure Tsumugi can feel his hot breath.
“An office scandal, would you really want to cause such a commotion?”
“Chigsaki-kun...It’s such a tempting offer.” Tsumugi feels hot honestly, this situation was more than he expected, but the thought of almost being caught. The urgency, the slight tension of being seen doing something indecent with someone like Itaru, it ignited a little something in him that he didn’t know.
“Are you really okay with this Chigasaki-kun…?”
Itaru moves his head to let his face look at Mugi’s, foreheads touching.
“You can take me if you want to, I want to feel Tsuk-” Itaru hesitates.
“Is calling you Tsumugi okay?” That made Tsumugi happy to hear he would love to call him by his name
“Of course, if Itaru is fine?”
“Wouldn’t want it any way.”
And their lips clash again, the heat getting to them, the need of friction, the roaming hands and the warmth spreading between their bodies moving closer in the coldness of the office late at night.
Tsumugi not noticing that Itaru was fiddling with the buttons of his suits, the coat unbuttoned and Tsumugi instinctively moving his arms as it slid down. The first top buttons of his undershirt open, courtesy of Itaru. It was all for Itaru to separate and kiss lower, Tsumugi moaning at the sensation of Itaru’s mouth on his neck, going lower to the space between his neck and his shoulders.
This all felt so wrong to do in the workplace, but that made Tsumugi all the more eager to do it.
Tsumugi’s top hanging at his elbows, Itaru’s kisses going lower and his hands holding his waist, pushing closer and suddenly gasping at the friction he feels.
Tsumugi tries to not moan so loudly but Itaru seems to know his little weaknesses as he even tempts him to moan more from his crotch grinding on Tsumugi, feeling the obvious eagerness from his pants.
Tsumugi clutches at Itaru’s undershirt, the sensation of Itaru’s kisses all felt so eager, so sinful, so needy. He holds him by the hips as he lets him sit on his desk which Tsumugi lets out a cute yelp in Itaru’s opinion.
Itaru goes back to his attention to giving Tsumugi more fervent kisses, making sure he’s giving all his attention to him, but to also divert the Tsumugi’s focus away from Itaru fiddling with his belt. And how can Tsumugi focus when he was too busy being enticed by the man in front of him, his tongue trying to explore much of Tsumugi and the taste of the way he brews his coffee with that hint of sugar making it deliciously sweet in Itaru’s mouth.
Tsumugi’s mind was clouded, too busy to think of the Itaru’s soft hands starting to lift his undershirt up just a bit, for his hand to slip under the hem of his loose undershirt.
The soft fingers, the touches of his warm hands roaming on his back. Tsumugi whimpered in between their kisses and Itaru’s fingers pressing on certain spots of his back, exploring everything about Tsumugi and his finger never failing to make him squirm and feel more aroused than he was already.
Itaru pulls away from their kisses to lean closer to his ear and gives soft pecks near his neck “Your skin is so soft Tsumugi…” His whispers that run through his body gives Tsumugi shivers and his pants twitch in anticipation. Itaru’s mouth was a force to be reckoned with in the aspects of pleasure that the Secretarial head was not ready for.
Not hearing a reply as Tsumugi’s breaths felt weary and not as responsive, indulging in Itaru’s touches caused him various sensations that made him want to scream where he knew he couldn't.
Office Romance? That idea was thrown out of the window immediately the moment he decided to leap in to give him the kiss, and now here he was, clutching onto Itaru’s neck, hair in a disarray and clothes in a mess that his coat was put aside and his undershirt almost slipping off of him making Itaru have all the access on his upper body.
The tension between Tsumugi’s legs wanted to free itself, wanting the sensation of Itaru’s fingers to handle him gently and wrap around it. Knowing how easy it is now for Itaru to just slip in his hands as his belt was starting to loosen.
Ring
Oh god, was that his phone, Tsumugi hopes it wasn’t his phone that he was hearing right now. He was in such a good time and position to potentially receive another experience of Itaru’s mouth if it weren’t for his phone ringing at such a time.
Ring
Now even Itaru seemed to stop in his musings when it wouldn’t stop ringing. A little annoyed he was at Tsumugi’s phone, Itaru still handed it over to him nicely and leaned his head on Tsumugi’s bare shoulders as Tsumugi answered the phone.
“Where are you right now?”
“Tasuku…?”
“Yeah it's me, it’s almost 10 pm, I know you don’t go home at this time for overtime, the other’s have been trying to message you in the group chat.”
Ah, has it been really that long they we’re making out that he never realized.
“I’m almost finished with work…” Itaru seemed to lift his head when he heard Tsumugi’s answers, a bit surprised by the sudden lie.
Well, unless he’s lying because of that.
“Well are you gonna head home after, it’s really late but I can ready the-” Tasuku’s voice from the phone seemed to become faint when Tsumugi focused on what Itaru whispered to him in his other ear.
“Tell him you’re going to stay at someone else's…” And the general affairs employee seemingly gives him a wink and a smirk after.
“It-It’s fine, someone here was nice enough to let me stay for the night”
“Huh? Someone’s working overtime too huh...Who is it?”
“Oh umm…” He glances at Itaru who seemed to wave his hand in disagreement to not tell Tasuku it’s him, knowing how much they argue and probably also how Tasuku was going to hunt down the blonde man if he knew Tsumugi was with him at this time of the night.
“It’s uh...Utsuki-san, he had something to deal with for his department and it just so happens we finished on time and he offered I can stay with him for the night.”
“Ugh, isn’t he roommates with Chigasaki? The one you’re fawning over-”
“Y-You don’t have to point that out! I’m not going to do anything weird or just stay there cause I knew he was there!” Tasuku sighed at the other end of the phone, Tsumugi was relieved to know he seemed to take the bait.
“Alright, hope they treat you right and everything, I’ll see you tomorrow then?”
“Of course Tasuku, I’ll see you tomorrow”
“They better drive you to work”
“I don’t want to force them to do such a thing, alright bye Tasuku”
End Call
“Quite the acting there Tsumugi” And Itaru simply chuckled as Tsumugi’s nerves suddenly feel calmed from this situation.
“Well, I was hoping we could continue…” Tsumugi’s arms snake back to circle around Itaru’s neck and his fellow employee moves close to hold him by the waist. The tension seemingly comes back to them.
“Hmm, I suggest we can continue somewhere else” Tsumugi’s look at him curiously.
“And where will you take me?”
“You did say you were sleeping at my apartment, what Tasuku doesn’t know is Chikage is somewhere else tonight…” What a coincidence that has appeared, thought Tsumugi.
“Would you like me to take you home for the night, Tsumugi?”
Tsumugi’s breath hitched. Turning this down would be foolish.
And of course.
He said yes.