@harvies sent: [ CRUSH ] receiver is sender’s boss and knows sender has a crush on them. they decide to act on it late night during closing from hyper specific smut prompts
the clinic was quieter than usual, the faint hum of the overhead lights filling the silence as the pair closed up for the night. holden shuffled through a disorganized stack of patient files, his fingers absentmindedly sorting through the papers while his mind wandered elsewhere; specifically on alfie, who lingered in the exam room, readying the area for the next day. the man had rolled up his sleeves, the fabric pushed back to his elbows, and his tie hung loosely around his neck, a reflection of his fatigue. as he grew tired of doing busy work, he casually leaned against the door frame of the next room to watch them in the organization process. the late hour blurred the edges of his typically composed demeanor. still, his piercing gaze on alfie remained sharp.
“you’re thorough,” holden commented, his deep voice cutting through the stillness. it wasn’t the first time alfie had stayed late, but tonight, holden noticed something different in the way his employee moved, their dedication and attention to detail exhibited in the moment. it was distracting, more so than ever before, and he could barely contain his building magnetic attraction for the other. "and that's what i like about you," he mused, moving closer to enter the room, his gaze unwavering.
"you've been staying late more often than not. working hard, sure," holden remarked, lips curving into a faint smirk, "but it's not just the job that keeps you here, is it?" holden's hand moved onto alfie's hips from behind, halting their movements completely. "you don't have to say anything," holden murmured, his solid frame pressed against alfie's back. "i think we both already know." he was done playing the delicate dance around his feelings, throwing away the familiar game of restraint and desire that was equal parts thrilling and pure torment. "tell me if i'm wrong."
