„Simon Lewis, into my office!" the deep, melodic voice of Raphael Santiago sounded through the halls.
Nervously, the man's new assistant made his way towards him, pitying gazes following. Everybody knew that being called to the boss's office couldn't be a good thing.
The second that Simon closed the door to the all too familiar room, Raphael walked towards him, in an intimidating manor.
„Lewis, this is the third time you've managed to fuck up this week. Care to explain why the documents I've told you to copy, never reached Mrs. Chen?" the smaller man asked him,his voice almost a hiss.
Simon could feel the blood rushing to his cheeks, his face tinting in a deep red as he tried to stammer an explanation.
Raphael was right. He had been rather careless this last week, not able to concentrate fully, which led to many uncomfortable failures.
Like on Monday when he spilled Raphael's coffee over a few crucial documents. Luckily they only were copies or Simon most definitely would have been fired already.
Two days later, on Wednesday, he forgot to tell his boss about the urgent call of an important business partner. Raphael seemed ready to stake him after he found out about it. The only thing which saved him was that said business partner called once more a few hours later, telling Raphael that he shouldn't be so harsh with Simon since he was just a newbie after all.
„I… I'm sorry, Sir. I didn't.. I mean, I wanted.. I don't.. Just.. uh." Simon didn't really know how to describe the problem he's been having without sounding like a complete and utter idiot.
Raphael interrupted him with a sigh and a quick movement of his hand.
„Look, it seems to me that you haven't been taking your duty seriously, Mr. Lewis. While I've excused it before, this cannot be happening again, do you understand?"
Simon nodded quickly,wanting to ensure that Raphael knew of his sincerity, though his boss apparently hadn't finished yet.
„If you aren't able to do this work correctly and with devotion, then it would be the best if you left now. We don't need anyone who doesn't care for the company and who was forced to work here day after day, without motivation."
The assistant felt a surge of panic rushing through his veins as he heard those words. He knew that he had to convince Raphael that he wanted to stay and work at the office.
Once more stammering, Simon started to mumble his way into apologizing, „I didn't mean to, Sir. I'm so sorry. It's never gonna happen again. I need this job. I really need this job, please don't fire me."
Raphael rubbed his hand over his face in annoyance. „Just don't fall onto your knees again, one time was enough," he sighed once more, before adding, „If you really want this job, then I need to know why the hell you've been so intent on ruining all your chances at actually being productive on it this week?"
Before he could stop himself, the answer rushed past his lips. „Because of you, Sir."
That angered the man who stood in front of him. „Me? What, have I been that horrible? Sorry, Lewis but I'm by far one of the more pleasant people to work here."
„That's the problem, Sir." Simon started once more. „I.. Well, you… You are, what can I say.. A very.. distracting man?" he mumbled, blushing even more than he had been before.
„You always were and then you started unbuttoning your shirt even more this week and it looks good so I try not to look only then I do and-"
Raphael started laughing at that, interrupting Simon's rambling.
„You've been fucking up because you were busy staring at me or, well, trying not to?" he asked him, his young assistant nodding, eyes diverted to the ground.
Raphael couldn't help but think of the whole situation as kind of adorable. He knew that he was an attractive man, but that this newbie wasn't able to work because he was hot? That surely was a rather interesting chain of events.
„Alright, Simon," he let the name roll off his lips, making sure that he looked his new assistant in the eyes as he did so, „now that we have established why you've been fucking up, how about I try to be less distracting?"
Before Simon could answer though, a smirk found its way onto Raphael's lips, „on a second thought, I might just not do that. It doesn't really sound like me." he chuckled quietly, causing a shiver to run over the taller male's back.
„You're dismissed now." he said, opening the door for the younger.
Simon left the office, his heart racing in his chest. He didn't know what he was supposed to think of his boss or the situation he's just been in.
How was he supposed to talk to him? What would working with him be like now?
Why did Raphael even let him keep his job?
Simon stumbled over to his workplace, sitting down in his spinning office chair.
He did his best to push those thoughts away so that he wouldn't make even more mistakes. He really did mean it when he told his boss that he needed and loved this job.
Satisfied that he managed to go without failing, Simon went home deep in thoughts.
The next morning, he had decided that he'd never speak of the incident in Raphael's office ever again and that staring at his boss was a huge taboo from now on.
His confidence in that matter was shattered the second that Raphael stepped into the office.
Simon could not help but let his eyes wander over his boss's body, the man's jeans seeming to be even tighter than they usually were.
His brown eyes followed the line of his body, his breath stocking for a second when he saw that Raphael's shirt was even further unbuttoned that the day before, his golden skin mesmerizing the young assistant.
As his gaze traveled up to Raphael's face, their eyes locked together.
A smirk on his lips, the Spanish man winked at Simon, then slowly closed one of the buttons of his shirt. Simon needed all of his willpower so he wouldn't let out some embarrassing noise at the loss of such a sight.
Before he could do as much as greet the man though, Raphael had already disappeared into his office.