Mutual pining coworker fic for Elriel. 😍
My head snapped up to find Cassian lazily leaning over the divider that separated our cubicles.
“Az,” he sighed, dramatically, in that way he often did, “you’ve been staring at her for a solid ten minutes, and if you think that every person in this office has not noticed that….you are highly mistaken.”
Heat rushed to my cheeks, and I cursed myself for getting sidetracked. Shaking my head, I said, “No one’s noticed.”
“Whatever you say, sweet Azriel,” he mocked, sliding back down into his chair and out of sight.
Less than a minute later, a crumbled up piece of paper landed on my keyboard. I heard him chuckle as I began to open it up.
Go ask her out, Idiot.
“You went from sweet Azriel to idiot in a matter of seconds,” I mumbled, but rose to my feet.
I tucked in the corner of my shirt that had come undone and straightened my tie, although I was fairly certain it was still askew.
Everyone in the office had noticed her beauty, her kindness, her gentleness, and her wit. I couldn’t shake it off, though. Since she began working there the week before, she was all I could think about. I sat at my desk, writing reports, constantly finding upon review that I had entered her name in the data multiple times. I would think about her long after I went home for the evening, as Cassian and I would sit down in the living room for dinner and play video games….she was in the back of my mind, slowly moving her way up.
Today, her golden-brown hair was in a loose bun at the top of her head, giving me a perfect view of her face. Her eyes, watching me as I gingerly approached, and her smile, small and amused against her pink lips, were all I could focus on.
Well, that and the nerves.
I felt my palms grow sweaty, so I pushed them into my pockets as I stopped at the corner of her cubicle.
Her fingers stopped typing and her chair swiveled toward me. “Hello.”
It was not until Cassian cleared his throat from behind me that I realized that she had said something and I had not replied.
“Oh, um, hey,” I nodded, and I didn’t know why I was nodding but I couldn’t stop. “Elain, right?”
I knew it was Elain. I don’t know why I asked. I mentally face-palmed myself as she replied, “Yes. Azriel?”
I didn’t need to nod, because I was already nodding, so I didn’t stop, I just stood there.
“Are you okay?” she let out a soft giggle, forcing me to snap out of it.
Cassian cleared his throat, again.
I grabbed the keys from my pocket and shot them behind me. Judging from his grunt, I assumed I hit him right where I was hoping to.
The amusement in Elain’s eyes grew.
“So, listen,” I began, trying my best to keep eye contact, but failing miserably. “I’m terrible at these things….I’m sorry….I, well….um-”
“Would you like to take me to dinner on Saturday night?” she interrupted, writing down a string of random numbers on a sticky note.
When Cassian cleared his throat for the third time, I was tempted to grab Elain’s desk and slam it over my roommate’s head. Instead, I let out a slow breath and smiled, as charmingly as I could, “Yes. Yes, I would love to take you out on Saturday night. Is, uh, seven okay?”
“I’ll be ready by 6:30,” she smiled, sending chills down my spine.
“Great,” I took the note from her hands and our fingers brushed, gently. “I will see you, then.”
“I wouldn’t be mad if you called me before then,” she bit her lip, gesturing at the neon pink note in my hand.
I glanced down and felt my eyebrows raise. “I- oh, yeah. I’ll, uh, I’ll do that. I’ll call, yeah. On the…phone.”
“Good,” she smiled, and turned back to her computer, resuming her report.
When I sat down at my desk, Cassian was, once again, leaning over our divider.
“That went….well,” he smirked, sneaking a glance at Elain. “Good thing you clarified about the phone situation. She probably assumed you were going to call her on the t.v.”
“You were no help,” I mumbled.
“You’re right,” he admitted. “You were so incredibly smooth on your own. If I was a woman, I’d let you pin me against the wall and take me right here.”
“Shhh,” I shook my head, glancing around, not that anyone took Cassian seriously anyway. “Don’t you have a job to do?”
“I do,” he nodded. “But, to be honest, I’m surprised they haven’t fired me. I haven’t submitted any data sheets in two weeks.”
I couldn’t help but laugh as Cass slid back into his chair to do Mother knows what.
Taking a deep breath, I pulled out my phone and typed in the numbers Elain had written down.
What’s your favorite flower?? I typed, and only hesitated for a second before I pressed send.
I like them all. Surprise me. ;)
I glanced over to where she sat. She wasn’t looking at me, but she was smiling at her computer screen, her phone lit up on her keyboard.
It was only Thursday, and Saturday night could not come soon enough.
Hope you enjoyed, friend.
Now I’m itching to write about their first date….
- Tara, fellow Elriel trash.