I knock on Lars office and bring him some papers he wanted.

"Hi. I have the copies you wanted." I put it on his desk, "why didn't you tell your assistant?"

"Because I wanted to see you." He grabs my hips and sits me on his lap.

"Oh, so it was a plan to lurk me in here." I put my hands around his neck.

"Exactly." He kisses me on the lips.

"Wait, not in the work."

"But I can't keep my hands away from you."

"We are at work with thousand of people."

"Only like four hundred, don't be dramatic." He kisses onto my neck.

"I should work, or my boss will fire me."

"I'm your boss' boss, he can't fire you."

"Isn't that manipulation?"

"Maybe." He smirks. "What's he going to do about it? Quit his job? That's what I thought."

"he actually said I'm a good assistant."

"He has?" he raises a brow.

"Yeah, he said I'm really pretty." I smile. He frowns.

"He said that to you."

"Hm." I nod, "he also bought me a lunch."

He growls and hugs me tighter. "Don't go on lunches with him."

"Why not? He's my boss."

"Because I don't like the idea of you being with other men."

My heart jumps in my chest. Oh. "It- I didn't mean it like that. I'm not flirting with him or anything."

"I believe that you don't, but I don't trust HIM."

"I think he's just polite, Lars." I tilt my head.

He shakes his head. "I will have a special meeting with him, don't worry."

"About what?"

"Don't worry about it, baby."

"O-kay?" I say shyly.

"Did you like my family? I know they are a bit rude sometimes, but I think they liked you."

"Ehm, I don't know. Your dad was really disappointed that you don't date a girl and your mom didn't talk to me at all.

Also some of the people gave us really sour looks."

"I know, half of the family is queer, but the other half is possible homophobes. It ... you just need to get used to it.

You don't chose family. But we don't have to talk with the bad ones.

Also, I hear from Adeline that Atila gave my parents some good talk about gay right.

They will probably celebrate pride month with us and they've NEVER done it."

"Really? Pride month. Well, I also never celebrated it." I blush.

"No? But you're gay."

"I know, but I ... I just didn't have any gay friend group and I was too shy to go on the parades alone.

Atila never really said anything but I guess he's queer now too."

"Okay, we will celebrate together. I have the rainbow tote bag."

I giggle. "Lars, I can't imagine you wearing the bag."

"I'm wearing it." he pouts.

"Where?"

"The gym."

"You were a rainbow bag to gym? You?"

"So?" he starts tickling me, "it's really practical. I wanted to give it to you, as a gift but if you're ungrateful."

"No." I whine, "I want it. Please."

He smirks. "Beg more."

"Stop teasing."

"Beg." He raises a brow.

"Please, Lars. Pretty please." He kisses me on the lips again. I push him away. "stop, I need to work." He kisses my neck.

"Excuses."

"I have to. Just wait for later."

"Okay, later then." He kisses my neck, "it would be easier if you moved in with me."

"Too soon." I warn him. He's in such a rush while I'm still processing on having a boyfriend.

*

"Should I get a boyfriend?" Atila asks me while looking at his outfit in the mirror.

"What?" I look at him.

"Since you have one. Should we match?"

"And you ... are into men?" I raise a brow.

"I told you I'm into anyone that likes me. I don't care."

I smile. "You don't need to have one just because I do."

"Yeah, but it would be cute. Double date. Does he have some friends?"

"Aren't Lars' friends too old for you? You're only eighteen. Like – date your classmates."

"No, I like older."

"Atila." I frown.

"What about his bodyguard? Carlo?"

"Stop messing around. Find someone your age and settle with it."

"Right, but you can date a six years old millionaire." He mumbles.

"What was that?"

"Nothing ..."