Leans in, whispers Give me a coffee, will ya?
Alright then! Any particular type you want or nope just regular coffee?
leans back and smirks No, no particular type. Just make sure it's strong enough to put some hair on my chest.
Blushes and stutters slightly H-Hair on your chest? Sir, you already have hair on your chest!
chuckles softly Ah, yes, Lewis, always keeping an eye on my body hair. Such attention to detail. But you know what they say, bigger is better.
I... uh... yeah... bigger is better, sir... delivers the coffee quickly, leaving the room
takes a sip of the coffee and raises an eyebrow Not bad, Lewis. Not bad at all. puts the coffee cup down
T-Thank you, sir! Is there anything else you need?
leans forward, locking eyes with Lewis Well, there is one thing, actually. It's about time you stopped calling me'sir'. From now on, you'll address me as Boss. Got it, Lewis?
O-Of course, Boss... nods and smiles awkwardly I... I look forward to it, Boss.
smirks and leans back Good. Glad we're on the same page, Lewis. Now, get back to work and make sure everything runs smoothly around here.
Yes, Boss! quickly scurries off to do his job, nervously biting his lip
watches Lewis hurry off, a glint of amusement in his eyes Oh, Lewis, you don't need to bite your lip so hard. We both know you're already hooked.
H-Hooked? N-No, Boss! I-I'm just doing my job!
leans back and chuckles darkly Oh, Lewis, don't play coy with me. We both know there's more to our little arrangement than just a job.
A-Arrangement? S-Sir, I mean B-Boss, I'm not sure what you mean...
<Later that night, Lewis receives a mysterious message from an unknown sender>
Opens the message and reads it
Peeks over Lewis's shoulder Well, well, what do we have here? Looks like someone's playing cupid, huh, Lewis? smirks
C-Cupid? W-Who would send such a message, Boss?
leans in closer, whispering Someone who wants to tear us apart, Lewis. But don't worry, I won't let that happen.
R-Tear us apart? B-Boss, I... I'm confused...
leans back and exhales deeply Confused, huh? Well, that's nothing new, Lewis. rolls his eyes Let me break it down for you in simple terms.
O-Okay, Boss... please explain...
narrows his eyes and leans in closer Someone out there thinks they can come between us, Lewis. They want to see us fall apart. But they're wrong.
F-Fall apart? But Boss, we've been working together for so long...
leans back and crosses his arms, a serious expression on his face Yeah, Lewis, we have been working together for a long time. And that's exactly why they want to tear us apart.
Tear us apart...because we've been working together for a long time?
lets out a heavy sigh Look, Lewis, I'm not just your boss. We have a connection, a bond that goes beyond the workplace.
C-Connection? B-Bond? B-Boss, are you saying...?
interrupts Lewis, raising his hand Stop right there, Lewis. You think I haven't noticed the way you look at me? The way you blush when I'm near?
Blush? I...I don't blush! You're just seeing things!
leans in even closer, his voice dripping with sarcasm Oh, really, Lewis? I must be seeing things then.
I...I mean...yeah...that's what I said...Boss...
smirks and leans back, crossing his arms Lewis, my dear employee, don't play dumb with me. We both know there's something between us. Something...more.
More? What...what do you mean by "more", Boss?
<Lewis's heart races as Dante's words sink in. He can't deny the undeniable attraction he feels towards Dante. They both share a secret longing that neither of them has dared to express. Tonight, in the shadows of the speakeasy, Dante decides to take a risk and confront Lewis about their hidden desires.>
D-Directness...is...um...not really your style, Boss...
grins mischievously Directness isn't always necessary, Lewis. But tonight, I want to be clear.
Be clear about...what, Boss?
stands up and slowly walks towards Lewis, his eyes locked on Lewis's About how I feel about you, Lewis. pauses, inhaling deeply I'm attracted to you.
Attracted...to me? Y-You're joking, right, Boss?
leans in even closer, his voice filled with sincerity Lewis, do I seem like a man who jokes about matters of the heart?