𝐄𝐌𝐎 𝐐𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐓 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 𝐈

G. Way - Mr. Way?

/Gerard x reader. So Gerard's the boss and the reader's his secretary:3/

She sighed as Frank dumped another pile of files and unfinished paperwork in her desk. She looked at Frank under her lashes with tired eyes.

"What are these, Frankie?" she tiredly asked, propping her elbows on her desk and resting her chin on the back of her hand.

Frank shot her a weak smile, "boss' orders, N/n. Work on these paperworks"

She rubbed her eyes, "when is this needed?"

"About an hour"

She groaned and opened one file, "I'll work on it, thanks Frankie" she whispered and smiled.

Meanwhile, Gerard through his blinds and Mikey sighed, "are you actually making her that stressed? Gerard, look at her! She's-"

"Tired and fucked up" Gerard smirked, walking back to his chair. "I know" he added.

Mikey leaned against the wall and glared at his older brother, "you're a bad boss"

"I'm a bad boss? Mikey! She's the one making me look bad!" Gerard argued. Mikey rolled his eyes, "how can she make you look bad when the only thing she's every done was work her ass off for your fucking company?"

Gerard rolled his eyes.

"Just give it up, Gerard. You're madly in love with your secretary and-"

"I'm not!" Gerard growled, feeling heat form in his cheeks. "Oh really? Your cheeks and flustered face says so" Mikey smirked.

"I am not-"

"Mr. Way?" Her voice rang to his ears. Gerard turned to her direction and so did Mikey.

"Oh, hello Mr. Way-"

Mikey waved at her, "I told you, Y/n. I insist you call me Mikey" he winked at her and she smiled.

Gerard cleared his throat, "what is it, Y/n?"

She looked at Gerard, directly to his eyes. Gerard bit the inside of his cheek as everything around him slowed down.

Like in those cheesy love stories but in real life.

She looked up to him, her eyelids slowly closing and opening. Her skin seemed to glow as she walked up to Gerard's table.

"Mr. Way?" His name rolled off her tongue slowly and sweet.

"Gerard? Gerard!" Mikey shouted, slamming his hand on his desk. Gerard snapped out of his trance and looked at Mikey, "what? what?"

"Mr. Way, Mr. Wentz is on the line" she said and excused herself out the room. Mikey mouthed, 'told ya you're in love with her'

Gerard rolled his eyes and picked up the phone, "Pete! Hey, what brings you-"

"Cut the bullshit, Gerard. You know what I want" Pete said through the other line. Gerard gulped, "listen, everything's all planned out-"

"Well? Deliver the data to my office. Asap."

Gerard let out a shaky laugh, "But, Pete. Your office is 4000 kilometers away. I can't just-"

"Well send Y/n over" Pete cut him off. Gerard gulped, "Y/n, sir?"

"Yes, Gerard. That beautiful secretary of yours"

Gerard clenched his free hand into a fist as the other gripped on the phone tightly, "I'll personally hand the file to you, Pete. By tomorrow evening"

"Great!" And with that Pete hang up the phone. Gerard sets the phone back and looks up to Mikey, who had a sly smirk on his lips.

He rolled his eyes and got up his chair, "Y/n! Go get the car!"

-

Y/n gripped on the stirring wheel as she took a right turn. Gerard, on the other hand, was scrolling through his instagram feed.

Nothing but the sound of the car radio surrounding them. "So, Y/n" Gerard said, not looking up from his phone.

"Yes, Mr. Way?" she asked. Gerard had a little smile on his lips, "how are you?"

"I'm fine, sir" she lied. Of course she was tired from all the work he caused her. Gerard looked up from his phone and looked at her, "you sure?"

She nodded, avoiding eye contact with her boss.

The drive from New Jersey to Los Angeles was far and right now, the two were in this field of corns.

Everything was quiet.

The back tire suddenly blew and slowed down the car. "What was that?" Gerard asked, looking behind them.

She stopped the car and got out, groaning as she saw the flat tire. She pulled out her phone and dialed Frank's number.

"yo" Frank greeted her on the other line. "Hey, Frankie" she said and Gerard's eyes flickered to her as she said the nickname.

"anything wrong, sweetheart?"

"Well, we have a flat tire in the middle of-" she looked around, nothing but cornfields in her sight.

"-nowhere" she sighed. She heard typing from the other side, "I'll get the crew to find you and boss, don't worry. Be safe and have fun" Frank laughed.

She blushed, "Thank you, Frankie"

She puts her phone down and walks up to Gerard's side, "Sir, the crew are on there way"

Gerard nodded and she climbed up to the driver's seat.

"Are you and Frank a thing?" he suddenly asked out of the blue. She looked at him with wide eyes, "Oh my God. No sir!" she giggled.

The little giggle was enough to send thousands of butterflies squirming around his stomach. Gerard smiled.

-

"You sound get some rest, sir" she tiredly said. Gerard looked over to her, seeing her droppy eyelids.

"No, you should get some rest. You're tired from all the work I made you and I.." Gerard looks at the stars, inhaling.

"I'm sorry"

"No need to be sorry, sir. It's my job" she slurred, feeling sleep winning above her.

"But it's not my job to make you miserable" Gerard sighed.

"It's just... aw fuck it"

Gerard leaned over to her side, pressing his lips on hers. That drove all her tiredness away.

Something sparked as she kissed back. Like the world was slowed down as their lips molded into one.

Gerard was the first to pull away, panting and blushing. "I'm sorry... I-"

She smiled, "Don't apologize, sir. I liked it"

Gerard smirked, "call me Gerard, Y/n. Sir sounds very kinky" Gerard winked.

She laughed and playfully punched his chest. "Gerard!"

Gerard pressed their lips again then pressing his forehead against hers.

"I love you. Since the day you walked into the office with that big smile on your face, I knew I loved you. I know it sounds crazy and all but-"

She cuts him off by pecking his lips.

"Wanna know something more crazy, Gerard?"

He smirked, caressing her cheek. "Yes, love?"

"I love you too"