This is my first SunnyHunnyBunnyStory! Thank you so much for coming to ready it! I chose for it to be about a gay couple, because they are sooooo cute! :D Tyler and Bennett feel a connection but it gets hard when life gets in the way of love! Tyler is a successful Vice President of a nation wide bank while Bennett is an architect. The live in the greatest city in the world: NEW YORK!

TYLER POV:

Tyler was ready to go home after a long day when his boss called him into the office," Sir, you wanted to see me?"

"Yes! Come in! Sit!"

Tyler was suspicious by the CEO's happiness and enthusiasm. "What is it sir?"

"I just got news from the board that they are finally admitting after months of endless meetings that the company needs to make some modern changes! They have decided that we, The Kingdom Bank, needs to upgrade our look to ensure trust in the young people of the nation that we are in fact the bank they can count on!"

"So, we're upgrading?"

"Yes! We are going to have a new appearance! they are changing everything: the colors, the style, even the font for fucks sake! It's like we are a completely different company!"

"Sir, why are you telling me this?"

"Since we are the number one bank in this fine state, the board decided that our branch would assist with the modernization, since we are the most successful."

"Okay, but I'm still lost in my role in this..," Tyler was getting anxious about what the old man was saying.

"They told me to select a few of the higher-ups to help plan it all out, boy! Aren't you listening? Now hear this, I want you see this project to the finish line, okay? You will be a key piece of this puzzle."

"But, sir, why me? I have no experience in design or even color coordination! I don't have any clue what the board wants!"

"Mr. Naxen, I want you to work with the designers! I want you to work with the color coordinator! I want you to work with everyone to see this through. Of course, you'll have to run all decisions by me but I still want you. I want you to be the person on the inside of this job! You don't need to know shit about the difference between yellow and blue. All I need from you is to make sure they don't fuck up. You just keep all the companies working on this in line, okay? Not too hard, right?"

Tyler swallowed the lump in his throat," No, sir. Not too hard."

The old man smile wrinkled his entire face," Good. Now go home, rest. The board is pushing completion a soon as possible, we start tomorrow."

"Tomorrow!"

"Yes: tomorrow is when we bring in an architect to begin the initial change to our beautiful building."

Tyler was stunned by the news, tomorrow was so soon! "See you tomorrow, sir." He shit the office door and took a deep sigh, his boss was out of his mind! There is no way he can handle this pressure! Tyler says goodnight to the security guard, Tommy, who had had a crush on for over a year and drives home. Being in a position in power was rough, no one knew he was gay. If the board of old, sexist men found out he like guys, they would find a way to demote him to stocking the supply room.

Being the VP of a successful company has it's definite perks: he drove a Mercedes, wore Italian suits, had caretakers for everything. Tyler lived in a luxurious home in Greenwich; it has two levels, 5 bathrooms, 4 bedroom and his very own entertainment room, not including his furnished basement. He loved his house, even though it was much larger than it needed to be for just himself. Whenever his sister came to visit with her husband and the their 3 children, the house always filled up quickly. He was proud of himself and his career, he had worked hard to get where he was. He had kissed a lot of ass and done things he wasn't proud of but he lived a serene comfortable life.

Tyler dismissed his maid, Rochelle, and went to bed. He could barely sleep knowing that the whole company was going to be resting on his shoulders! How on earth could he manage all those companies by himself! The architects, the construction workers, the plumbers, the maintenance, the decorators, even the furniture people! There was no way that his boss expected him to take care of all of that!

The next morning he arrives to work at 6:30 to see his boss, "Mr. Depros, I don't know if I can handle all of this responsibility!"

"Tyler, you'll do fine. You've been up my ass for the past 8 months because you wanted some more responsibility; now that you have it you want to wuss out?"

"No, sir. Not at all, but I-"

"Good. Good. Because you know the board is wanting a new CEO to replace me in my retirement," he arched an eyebrow.

"A new CEO? Sir, you think I could get the job!" Tyler was giddy with excitement.

"I believe you have what it takes: you're young, you have potential, and you really care about this company. With a recommendation from me, the board would pick you hands down."

"Sir, I'm honored! I can't belie-," the old man started to talk over him. " That is, however, if I write a recommendation..."

Tyler sank into the chair, "Sir?" He was not thrilled by what the old man was saying.

"If you manage this project and finish it successfully, the job is yours. If you fail, I'll be forced to give the promotion to Debra."

"DEBRA! You can't be serious! Debra doesn't even know how to fill the copier with new paper, you can't make her CEO!?"

"It's not up to me anymore, son. It's up to you. The architect company we hired is called OpertunOptimist and they are sending someone over to meet with you at noon. I already called your secretary and she said it was available." Tyler stood up to leave the room when Mr. Depros told him," You'll do great. If I didn't think you could handle it all, I wouldn't have chose you. I would have chose Debra or Scott." With that, Tyler shut the door and walked back to his office.

He hated walking past all the workers on their phones in their cubicles, they either ignored him, which he didn't mind or they would smile at him pretending to be happy to see him.

"Hello, Mr. Naxen," the peppy brunette would always stand up and squeak through her pearly white smile. She had a huge crush on him and he knew it. Tyler knew he wasn't ugly; he was 6'5 with light brown hair and light blue eyes. He had a strong jaw and was built nicely, he was proud of his body because it took him years to get it the way he wanted. He even had dimples that when he used them, could get him almost anything he needed from a woman; it was wrong, but useful.

"Hello," he would smile and walk past her. For years he had girls throwing themselves at him because of his good looks and successful job and occasionaly, when he was out with his coworkrs, he took a random girl home just to keep up appearances. It was horrible and he hated it, leading the girl on and then sleeping with her, but he couldn't risk his coworkers finding out the truth. Girls just weren't his thing and neither were their vaginas.

Tyler liked girls, they were fun and always smelled fantastic but he didn't see them as people to spend his life with, he saw them as friends. He tried to have friends that were girls, but it always got messy and almost all of them tried to sleep with him which when he rejected them ruined the friendship. The only girl so far to just stay his friend was his secretary-Julie.

"Good morning Juliana," he nodded to her.

"Don't you dare call me that," she snorted a laugh," It's hideous!"

"So that's why they chose it."

"You are horrible," she laughed," You're lucky your my boss or else I would tear you a new one."

"Don't make promises you can't keep," Tyler sang at her while closing his office door. The phone rang and he picked it up," Tyler Naxen, Vice Pr-.."

"Yeah, I know. You shit the door before I could give you the daily announcements," Julie spoke directly," First: Mr. Depros made an appointment at noon for you to-"

"Yeah, I know. He told me. Anything else?"

"No, you have an extremely boring job with no news."

"Tell me something I don't know."

"That suit makes you look cheap."

Tyler rolled his chair to look out the glass wall of his office," It does not!" he stared down the secretary.

She rolled her eyes," Tyler, you look ridiculous."

"You look ridiculous! who wears pink to a professional work setting?"

"It's salmon!"

"It looks ridiculous!"

"Salmon is a very professional color!"

"You look like you're lost at the mall. Do you want me to help you find our mom?"

Julie stared him down," Sometimes, it's hard to believe you have such a nice job..."

"Believe it sister and it may even be improving," he arched his eyebrow at her.

"What?"

"The old man said if I ace this project, I'll be promoted to CEO!"

Julie's jaw dropped, she hung up the phone and hurried into his office," WHAT!?"

"Yeah, can you believe it!"

"That's amazing! Congratulations!," she hugged him. Tyler enjoyed sharing his good news with his friend. "What's the project?"

"Overlooking the entire rebuild of the company..."

"Ohh, that's big... but you'll do great!," she encouraged him then sprinted off to answer the phone.

Tyler sat down at his desk, worried about his job, but he eventually let his fear fade and got up in his work. His phone rang which he answered rapidly," Tyler Naxen, Vi-"

"I know. Your 12 o'clock is here. I sent him to Conference Room A."

"Shit," Tyler checked his watch," it's noon already?" His watch read 11:46," Why is he 15 minutes early?"

"Punctuality is a good thing. It wouldn't kill you to be on time for once, don't keep him waiting," Julie ended the call.

Tyler rubbed his eyes, stretched, stood up and button his suit before exiting his office and heading for the conference.

BENNET POV:

Bennett was annoyed by his office, why they hell do they keep giving him stupid meaningless tasks. A bank? Who the hell looks at a bank and admires the architecture? No one. He was surveying the room, it was a basic, fancy, bland, boring room with along table with too many chairs. He didn't want to be there. Bennett knew the high uppity fancy rich types, they were snobs and he was not looking forward to dealing with this guy for the next few months. He knew that this guy would be an old, wrinkly prick who would take control of the assignment.

The door opened and entered a stunningly beautiful man in a suit. Bennett had to command his mouth from not dropping, this guy had to be a model in disguise. This was probably a joke from the guys in his office, those bastards.

"Hi, I'm Tyler Naxen," the man extended his hand. Bennett was still sizing him up: tall, dark, handsome...perfect.

"I'm Bennett Dowson," he shook his hand," I'm the architect."

"I'm the Vice President."

"Fun."

"Yeah, it's great," the guy spoke sarcastically, then remembered I was still there," It's not that... I love my job, it's just stress, you know?"

"Oh, yeah sure. I get it, man. Work is stressful." Bennett was lost in his mesmerizing deep vlue eyes with flakes of green near the pupil, they were gorgeous.

"Hey, I'm going to level with you: this project is huge. Huge for the company and all, so I want it to be great."

"At OpertunOptimist, the customer is never wrong."

"Really?"

"No, I'm supposed to say it. Customers have no idea how making a building works."

"Oh.."

"I had a couple last month say they wanted the ceiling of their greenhouse to literally float in the air. Not touching anything," Bennett chuckled remembering explaining that that was impossible for him to do.

Tyler laughed too," I promise, no floating ceilings."

"Thanks, that will make this so much easier. So I need to ask, am I the only architect on the team?"

"Yes, it's all you. We don't have any other companies."

"Good, makes making decisions easier," he smiled. "Any broad or specific ideas you or your company have?"

"The board wants the design to scream: Invest in us! Personally, I think we should shape the building to look like a castle, I mean we are the kingdom bank! It makes since, right?," he chuckled.

Bennett could tell he was a free spirited person, it was odd he worked in such a constricted job. "I like that. I would put my money in the castle." His eyes slipped to his Tyler's bulging arms, it looked like his suit would rip under his rippling muscles. His was so beautiful, Bennett had to remind himself that he was at a meeting! "Anything else," he snapped his eyes back to Tyler's face.

"The board wants a few design sketches by next Wednesday, is that good for you?," Tyler leaned back in his chair.

"Yeah, you're my only project, so it should be easy to sketch a few buildings."

"Great...," he strummed his fingers on the table," is there anything else we need to talk about?"

"No, I can get the property details from your secretary. Thank you, Mr. Naxen," Bennett stood up

"It's Tyler," he stood and reached from Bennett's hand and shook it with both his hands. Bennett's heart skipped with the contact with the beautiful man. It almost seemed impossible for this ma to be a Vice President of a bank! He couldn't be over 35! "I can't wait to see your idea for the new and improved Kingdom Bank, Mr. Dowson."

"Please, Bennett."

Tyler nodded, staring at Bennett," Can't wait to hear from you, Bennett." He stood up and left the conference room, Bennett collapsed back into his chair. This would be a hard task to focus on, why couldn't he be an old wrinkly snob? Bennett collected his notebooks and left the building to his car. He called his best friend: Angela to tell her about the hotty.

"Heyyyyy," Angela answered, thinking he loved it because he was gay.

Bennett rolled his eyes," Hey, girl. I just saw the hottest man in the world, he would probably even rate a 10 on your scale."

"Ahhh, sounds intriguing! Give me the deats."

"His name is Tyler Naxen, a VP at this bank I'm remodeling and he is just so... frustratingly perfect," Bennett explained making his way across town.

"What bank?"

"The Kingdom Bank, why?"

"If he's the VP, he might be online! I'm looking him up," Angela paused," Oh. My. God."

"Did you find him?"

"He is an 11! Bennett this guy is a hunk, a major dreambo, Mr. Perfection!"

"I know, too bad he is straight. Maybe you should give it a shot?"

"I'm scrolling and see nothing about a wife! Single, SCORE! You have to introduce me to this hotty with a body!"

"Don't start planning the wedding," Bennett chuckled.

"This guy is probably the most beautiful man I have seen in my entire life! Bennett PLEASE," Angela begged.

Bennett groaned, he knew that introducing would only mean trouble for him, but he could never say no to Angela. He mostly didn't want to because he still wanted Tyler for himself... in his imagination. "Maybe you could be my assistant or something."

"AHHHHHHHHHHH! I CAN'T WAIT! OHHH, THANK YOU BENNETT!," she squealed. "I'll hit you up later with the pans for tonight, okay?"

"Okay, bye."

Silence hung in Bennett's car as he cruised back through the city to his office. It wasn't nearly as nice as the bank he was just as, OpertunOptimist was a new company but it was being noticed, expanding it's borders. They even had businesses from other states wanting consultants. Bennett never got any of those assignments, only little baby jobs in New York. Rich couples want to add to their mansions or banks wanting to change their look, nothing fun or special.

"Hey, Benny boy!"

Bennett closed his eyes and braced himself for a conversation with Alan, the one person in the building he couldn't stand.

"Alan."

"How did it go? You know, at the bank thing?"

"It went well, Alan," Bennett said while pressing the elevator button.

"Well, I just got back from my trip to Maine, consulting with that shrimp business. It was awesome," they got into the elevator," I got to see the state, eat some shrimp, chase the local tail."

"You were there for 5 hours, Alan."

"Oh, are you mad because I get tail and you get it in the tail?," he chuckled.

It took a lot for Bennett to hold back and not hit Alan right then and there. Bennett knew it wouldn't do anything, he wasn't strong or tough. He was a scrawny, pansy who let tools like Alan walk all over him.

Alan leaned in," The reason you are stuck in this city is because the boss needed to hire someone to make the company more diverse. He had no idea you were a fag or else you would still be out on our ass, begging for job at a burger joint."

"How am I diverse?"

"You're half black right?," Alan looked him up and down.

Bennett rolled his eyes," I'm half native, but not really adding to the diversity. I was hired because of my skill and outstanding record."

"Whatever queer," Alan stepped off the elevator and turned back him," If that was true, we both know it's not, but if it was, why are you not getting better gigs?" Alan winked and strutted over to his gaggle of small minded friends.

Bennett went up to the 9th floor and went to work on the designs for the Kingdom Bank. Some he really thought had potential wile others were just to pass the time. His mid drifted and he started to sketch the park and people, adding shading an definition until a voice interrupted his focus.

"Bennett!"

He jumped at the bark," Huh?"

"It's 5. Quitting time!"

"Yeah, have a good night," he nodded. Bennett cleaned up his bench and drove to his apartment. He lived with his friend, Sam, they shared a studio apartment on the Upper East Side. Sam was a good friend, who didn't care about Bennett's sexuality, even though he was straight. Sam was either their with his girlfriend, Amanda, or he was over at her place.

He opened the door to his apartment and knew that his roommate was gone. Bennett took a deep breath and went to his room, he was exhausted by his day. He knew that Angela would call or maybe even drop by but if she did he would be long since passed out. Bennett took a shower and fell asleep, thinking of his new employer and his breath taking eyes.

First Chapter done! Oh gosh! Tell me what you think! I can't wait to read and respond to all your reviews! Thank you! REVIEW! FAVORITE! PM ME!