Prompt- Do people treat Mon differently after she marries Sam? As in, do her crazy coworkers give her a name like they gave Lady Boss to Sam?... and speaking of Sam, does Mon ever stop calling her own wife Lady Sam?? 😆
You see, Mon’s departure and eventual return worked as a rollercoaster of emotions for her coworkers as well. Mainly because in the few months Mon was part of the staff, Lady Boss grew… softer. She was still undoubtedly commanding, well-put, and demanding, and she still burned her gaze into whoever wasn’t working properly within her radio, but there was something about her demeanor that faltered under Mon’s light presence. Her features relaxed almost unconsciously, even if for a second, and her mind drifted off to a place she was only dragged away from when her employers asked for help repeated times. And really, with all the time she spent with Mon, it was hard for her to scold the rest of the staff. So, Mon was some sort of a blessing. And she was nice and cute, soft around the edges, and an honestly good worker.
Then, she left for a while, and Lady Boss came back in revenge, more merciless than ever. Mon-less Khun Sam was angry, but not in result of blazing ire curling in her very stomach. It would have been better, almost, having her throwing mere tantrums and stomping around like she used to. That was something the Diversity staff was used to, but definitely not to this version of a- sorrowful, broken Lady Boss, muttering insults, looking pale, blank, searching through the office again and again. She would lock herself into the office until late, or sometimes merely watch them work with a grimace twisting her lips, silent, her eyes reddened under the weight of a feeling her employees knew better than to mention. Yha and Chin were kicked out. The office became greyer as Khun Sam lost her own colors. It was sad watching it all unfold, unstoppable.
And then Mon came back. One day she posted a shy picture of her with Lady Boss hugging her tightly, cheeks pressed together and high in a joyful smile. The other day, Mon was back to work, walking swiftly into the office guided by a renewed Khun Sam. Yha and Chin rushed through the door just behind them, and the moment was fairly comical. They looked at the couple with huge eyes and made happy gestures, and of course they were caught by both Mon and their boss but they were not immediately fired- just one minute after getting their jobs back. Khun Sam rolled her eyes instead, and Mon giggled with her face burning and it was all okay. Lady Boss smiled softly at the sound and it almost caused a chain of fainted workers because smiling? And then she kissed Mon on the cheek and whispered I love you, baby, see you in a while and Yha choked a squeal and Noi gasped, and Mon was left on their own to answer a myriad of questions.
Not longer than two hours later, Mon received a call that made her sparkly eyes light up even more. Everyone pretended not to listen but they did, and everyone kept quiet when she whispered yes, love, on my way, but they all smiled inwardly because happy boss, happy life, right? Mon stood up, grasped her laptop and walked straight to Sam’s office. She even ignored Yha’s sly smirk on her way there. I mean, she was not entirely off in her thoughts, after all.
Mon kept being nice and Lady Boss started being nicer. So they could have come up with a mean nickname for their workmate, but, come on, Mon was all pink and sweet and she made Khun Sam damn happy, so what was the point of being malicious? Sometimes, though, a few beers in, Chin would call her Mon the Savior and Mon would giggle it off. And Yha and Noi would call her Boss Tamer, mainly within each other, and pray for Khun Sam never to find out about it. Although, given the way their boss gazed over at Mon, soft and melting, with the absolute force of love tinting her features, they guessed she wouldn’t mind it too much. And given the heated gazes Mon sent towards her way sometimes, both in the middle of the office or late into their staff dinner parties, curling her lips with the promise of more, they guessed she wouldn’t complain neither.
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