"I just don't want to do them and I was hoping I was cute enough that you wouldn't care." Worth a shot. Cisco sighed and nuzzled against Hartley, aware it was a dick move but he had so much work and he was now behind because he fooled around so he was kind of hoping that'd give him some sort of slack. He was still post-orgasm after all.
"What?" Wait. Hang on. Did he already fuck it up before it was even a thing? Aww shit. Cisco pulled back with his eyes wide and began to panic, flailing a little as he did so. "Woah, woah, I'll do that reports! Oh man. Don't dump me over this. We only just started being the thing that we haven't decided is a thing or not and you want to ditch already? Dude, I'll do the work! All of it. I can be super motivated." And like that, Cisco made a move for the door to show how motivated he was.
Hartley switched to panicked Spanish when Cisco moved for the door, sitting up with wide eyes. "CHRIST! Cisco, pull your pants up! Jesus, you have a hot ass." Already distracted. He quickly pulled Cisco back down and against his chest, kissing his cheek and almost feeling like he was calming down an overly excited child. He had to be slow about this. Damn.
"Look, Cisco, I'll never not care about you not doing your work, but if I had to deal with it before this, I'll still deal with it after. But what you have to realise is that you work under me and you're already trying to exploit that and if anyone found us like this, I'd probably get fired. Not sure about you, but I could even face legal action."
"I forgot about the pants thing. Okay, that is my bad." Cisco stayed where he was, against Hartley's chest, knowing that he was definitely getting the talk and this was not going to end well. And hell, he got it, he did. He just hated it. "I didn't mean it seriously. I wouldn't actually do it. I was joking." God, he made one really stupid joke and now he was going to lose Hartley before he even had Hartley and work was going to be super awkward now.
"I get it. I guess we can't do this." He felt his stomach sink but he knew it was probably a bad idea from the get go. Dating his boss and all. "... If you ever lose your job or if I get my ass fired, I guess we could find a way but I get it. I don't want to get you fired."
"Or if you get promoted, Cisquito. No need to be so negative." Hartley smiled a little, holding Cisco close and slowly starting to play with his hair again. He wanted to be with him. He suddenly really wanted to and he hated himself for being sensible. "It's ridiculous, you know? I didn't even know you could ever want me like this and now it already hurt as if we're breaking up."
It was just testament to how lonely he felt in so many ways, he supposed. "I'm sorry. I'd love to give us a shot."
"It's okay, it's probably a good idea. I mean you're right, I can't even argue." He could but Hartley was being sensible and who was he to protest? Cisco sighed and let himself sinking into the hold for a good few more minutes until he moved. He had to move. If he didn't move now, he was never going to and this was going to get a lot harder.
He properly pulled up his pants, did up his belt and then smiled weakly. "I'll go out first, I'll go start on the updates in the pipeline, get them all sorted." Cisco shrugged his shoulders somewhat. "Thanks. For, erm, for everything."
"...thank you for thinking I'm something more than a dick and a cocksucker. I know nobody else does and I don't blame them. Still. Thank you. It's nice." Hartley sorted out his own pants and sat up, looking at him and realising that when Cisco left him alone in here, he might very well start crying. But he supposed that was just part of it all, so the hell with it. Might as well.
"I like you, Cisquito. You annoy me and I was very upset with you the other day, but I get it a bit more now. I... You should be yourself, you know? Not every guy out there is your boss."
"I know. I don't know, man. I don't think I'm feeling dating right now." Mostly because he felt like he almost had something awesome and fucked it up by making one joke about one favour. Perfect. Cisco Ramon, eternally fucking up his life all the damn time. "You're a good guy Hartley, you can find someone too. Just relax more around people, makes you cute as fuck."
With a sad smile, he opened the door and sighed. "This was fun." And depressing as hell now. He didn't look back as he walked out, pushing the door too. He didn't want to think about how hard this was.
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"What?" Wait. Hang on. Did he already fuck it up before it was even a thing? Aww shit. Cisco pulled back with his eyes wide and began to panic, flailing a little as he did so. "Woah, woah, I'll do that reports! Oh man. Don't dump me over this. We only just started being the thing that we haven't decided is a thing or not and you want to ditch already? Dude, I'll do the work! All of it. I can be super motivated." And like that, Cisco made a move for the door to show how motivated he was.
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"Look, Cisco, I'll never not care about you not doing your work, but if I had to deal with it before this, I'll still deal with it after. But what you have to realise is that you work under me and you're already trying to exploit that and if anyone found us like this, I'd probably get fired. Not sure about you, but I could even face legal action."
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"I get it. I guess we can't do this." He felt his stomach sink but he knew it was probably a bad idea from the get go. Dating his boss and all. "... If you ever lose your job or if I get my ass fired, I guess we could find a way but I get it. I don't want to get you fired."
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It was just testament to how lonely he felt in so many ways, he supposed. "I'm sorry. I'd love to give us a shot."
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He properly pulled up his pants, did up his belt and then smiled weakly. "I'll go out first, I'll go start on the updates in the pipeline, get them all sorted." Cisco shrugged his shoulders somewhat. "Thanks. For, erm, for everything."
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"I like you, Cisquito. You annoy me and I was very upset with you the other day, but I get it a bit more now. I... You should be yourself, you know? Not every guy out there is your boss."
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With a sad smile, he opened the door and sighed. "This was fun." And depressing as hell now. He didn't look back as he walked out, pushing the door too. He didn't want to think about how hard this was.