“I think I’m in love with you and I’m terrified,” rhack
ABO is perfect for this and Rhack is perfect for this. It’s a recipe for angsty disaster and I’m not sorry. Also not sorry that it’s kinda long.
At first, their relationship had been one-sided. Rhys, despite society’s views on his endotype, had climbed the corporate ladder at Hyperion through hard work and dedication (absolutely not on his back, thank you very much). His motivation had been partially to catch Handsome Jack’s eye, but mostly to show up those knot-headed alphas in the coding department. And he’d succeeded. From there, it had been…casual. Clandestine x-rated meetings with the CEO had quickly given way to more tame dates to the movies or to fancy dinners, however, and that had, in turn, scored Rhys a position as Jack’s personal assistant (and boyfriend, though Jack never said as much aloud). Rhys felt things were right on track, actually.