You sat reading aloud next to the tiny planted Groot. He had
been growing well since sacrificing himself and you hoped he would talk soon.
You never met full sized Groot but between the stories and how much time you
spent sitting with Baby Groot, you were pretty sure you would have loved him. The
group was supposed to be going into the city on the planet you just landed so
that they could collect some general supplies and maybe intel. You hated going
outside so you opted out and just gave Rocket a brief list in exchange for you
staying with Groot.
As the elevator doors dinged, you straightened out your blouse with your free hand and hoisted a tray of various drinks with the other. Stepping into the office, you were met with various hollers and excited cheers.
“Y/N! You’re a godsend!” your colleague John Laurens smiled as he stood up from his office chair and stretched. “Alex, your assistant is my favourite person right now!”
Your pseudo-boss, Alexander Hamilton laughed at his excitable freckled friend in response and rubbed his eyes.
“You guys have been grinding at this case all night, it’s the least i could do!” you giggled “okay, Mr. Hamilton, a black coffee for you,” you placed his coffee on his desk. “Mr. Laurens, three cream and two sweeteners,” he literally beamed at you when you placed it down and you offered a kind smile back. “Monsieur Lafayette, a large cappuccino.” as you handed the drink to him, a wink was sent in your direction causing you to blush.
“Merci Mlle. L/N” he smiled, raising the paper cup to you and taking a sip.
“And Mr. Mulligan, a hot chocolate.” your smile faded when you realised you had forgotten to get his drink. “Shoot, i’m so sorry. I knew i forgot something, i’ll just run out again and get you new one.”
He began to shake his head with a kind smile when the office manager’s door opened.
“Oh great! Coffee!” the loud southern drawl of your manager resonated through the open office room. You had only come face-to-face with him a couple of times but from the horror stories that Hamilton had told you, that was more than enough.
Your back was still facing the door as a large hand lightly placed itself on your shoulder.
“Sorry Jefferson, It seems like you were a little too late, Y/N just came back from her coffee run.” Alex Boasted, taking a sip of his drink and leaning back.
You knew Hamilton might get upset with you but you turned to the man in a purple dress shirt. “I can go get you something, Mr. Jefferson. I forgot Mr. Mulligan’s drink, so i have to go back out anyway.”
“I need to stretch my legs, so why don’t i come with you.” he smiled. “Wait here while i go get my jacket.”
Hamilton looked to you with concern once Jefferson was back in his office. “Are you gonna be okay with this Y/N?”
You were thankful that he wasn’t upset with you and you waved off his concern. “I’ll Be fine, Mr. Hamilton. It’s pretty late, it’s probably a good thing that i’ll have a ‘buddy”
He rolled his eyes at your playful use of the word ‘buddy’ and smiled “okay, shoot any of us a text if anything goes wrong.” he scrunched his nose up “I don’t trust him.”
Hamilton quickly shut up as the door opened. “Ready to go Y/N?” Mr. Jefferson spoke up, sounding irritated out of seemingly nowhere. Despite his sudden mood shift, he held out his arm which you reluctantly took.
When you got to the street you smiled in awe at the sight of the bustling city. It was the middle of the night and yet it was still teeming with life.
“New York is amazing, isn’t it? Mr. Jefferson spoke up, taking in the awe on your face.
You nodded wordlessly and he chuckled. “You new to the city?”
You nodded again. He sighed. “I remember my first full day in the city. I had just gotten back from France and it was instantly such a change of pace.”
You studied his face as he continued to speak about his early life and his travels, he spoke with such enthusiasm. He described everything in great detail and you found yourself wishing that you had been able to see all the beautiful places he described.
He suddenly halted outside the same cafe you had been at earlier and smiled. “I assume this is the coffee shop you go to.”
“How’d you guess?” you smiled.
“Well it is one of the only 24 hour cafes around here, and I’ll be honest, I’ve seen you here quite a few times.” he spoke, scratching the back of his neck.
You feigned offence. “And you never said hi? Mr. Jefferson that is unacceptable.”
He stiffened a little and his smile dropped as the two of you walked in and joined the line. “Well Y/N, believe it or not, I always had an inkling of an idea that you weren’t the fondest of me. I know Hamilton doesn’t exactly praise my existence.”
You bit your lip, trying to think of what to say.
You amicably bumped your shoulder into his chest. “Hey, I’m capable of making my own judgements on character.”
A smile slowly made its way onto his face. “Oh Yeah? And how am i doing?”
“You’re an absolute delight.”
You hadn’t even noticed that the line had dwindled down.
“Ah! Mr. Thomas! Good to see you again! And Ms. Y/N, back so soon? You two know each other?” the older woman behind the counter grinned.
“Mrs. Ricci, it’s good to see you too!” Thomas smiled back.
“You want your regular?” she asked causing you to wiggle your eyebrows at Mr. Jefferson. “you have a regular?”
He blushed, verbally disregarding your comment. “Yes Mrs. Ricci that would be great.” He looked to you. “Did you want anything?”
“Don’t worry about me, i’m just going to get Mr. Mulligan his hot chocolate.” your eyes wandered to the treats that decorated the glass case to the right of you and your stomach rumbled. Thomas followed your eyes and looked at you with concern. “When was the last time you ate?”
You waved him off. “I had a large breakfast. Like I said, don’t worry about me.”
Mr. Jefferson looked to Mrs. Ricci “could I also get a large hot chocolate, a chamomile tea and a two cheese bagels with cream cheese all to go?”
“Thomas.” you groaned.
Your eyes were wide as you realized what you had just said. You took a small step away from him and cleared your throat. “Sorry, Mr. Jefferson, that was out of line of me.”
He sighed and took out his wallet, tossing a few bills on the counter.
Mrs. Ricci placed down a brown takeout bag and a tray of drinks with a smile before grasping the money on the counter and handing him the change.
“Thank you.” he said, grabbing the bag and tray somehow in one hand, placing the other on the small of your back before leading you out the small cafe.
The walk back was silent and you felt your phone buzz in you purse.
It was from Hamilton. ‘U ok? Ur taking a long time.’
You rolled your eyes and slid open your lock screen.
‘Yes I’m fine Mr Hamilton :) we’re on our way back now.’
You yawned and felt Mr. Jefferson’s light grip on your back pull you a little closer. “tired? “ he asked.
You nodded lazily, suddenly feeling the weight of the day on your shoulders. You wouldn’t tell Mr. Jefferson due to his luxurious status, but you worked two jobs in order to pay off your loans and bills.
The two of you had reached the elevator and in your tired stupor, you rest your head on his shoulder and closed your eyes. He held you tighter and rest his chin on your head. You could barely make out Mr. Jefferson pressing way too many elevator buttons, but you could care less, you were so tired and he was so comfy.
You took in his scent loudly causing a deep rumble to make it’s way through his chest.
He smelled like cinnamon and vanilla, but there was a slight undertone of a pine underneath it.
You basked in his warmth until he softly called your name. “Y/N.” You raised your head. “We’re almost at our floor.”
You pouted to yourself and detached yourself from him. He handed you the hot chocolate and winked at you, waving the bag of food with a cunning smirk.
You looked at him questioningly as the door opened.
He glanced at you once more before wordlessly strutted to his office, closing the door behind him as you walked out slowly behind him. “Mr. Mulligan? I have your hot chocolate.”
“Thank you so much Y/N” he replied.
Laurens took in your current state. “Y/N, you look exhausted, why don’t you sit down?”
Before you could take Laurens up on his offer, Mr. Jefferson’s door opened.
He offered you a secret smile before his authoritative voice filled up the office room. “Ms. L/N, can i speak with you in my office.
Cait is the first person that I've seen who actually looks classy in Daisy Dukes!
I know! She’s actually really cute in her Daisy Dukes.
I was curious about her hip measurements and found this quote from her in a 2014 article, which explains why she is just the best. “I go through very, very sporadic, once-in-a-blue-moon fits of going running and stuff, but I’m so lazy. When shows are coming up I just do some exercises at home and maybe not have so much chocolate cake the week before. A few more salads, that kind of thing.”
I'm so profoundly in love with you. Period. If that's still up btw came for the strong recommendation from a friend annoyed I devoured everything she passed along and the promising wordcount/tags, stayed for the epic length, the dynamics and dark fairytales and folklore. And the obscure ships. (gotta love Alex y Elliot).
dskjfsa *hands you some chocolate cake*
Haha, so happy to meet another reader who really loves the epic length of things! I know it puts a lot of people off, or a lot of people go ‘I would never normally read something this long…’ and then I think there’s people like you and I like ‘wait is it the length of like three Bibles? COUNT ME IN.’
(Obscure ships ftw, like Alex/Elliott that is so much fun to write. Dear god, why does it have to be another freaking rarepair though?)
(Also dark fairytales and folklore for the win. The next ‘epic world that has heaps of long stories’ will be all about demonology and angel mythology, especially the really arcane, esoteric type stuff, and I’m just dskaljfas *rolls around*)
she opened her mouth and bit, snatching for it with her teeth like a starved animal snatching food out of the air. but as her teeth broke the fine crust of the macaron shells, her whole body slowed, the energy of the bite dissolved into a dream. the most secret, delicate crunch, the blissful, soft inside of the shell, and then, sinking down, the burst of raspberries, the luscious cream. sex between two wings of heaven. bliss and paradise, if the paradise was the kind that featured infinite debauchery.
A long overdue piece for my part of an art trade with @desiree-u of her Harry Potter OC Arthur (Ravenclaw) and her sister’s Finnian (Gryffindor)! They live in the same era as the Founders of Hogwarts so that was an interesting detail to work with :D
Haven’t done backgrounds in forever but I’m happy with how it turned out regardless!