(I wrote a whole essay you’re welcome simps)

Vox sat in his chair. His hands curled into fists on either side of his keyboard. Surrounding him multiple monitors , each flashing a white , blue , or red. Vox seemed bothered..he was. Vox slowly stood up , his TV-head glitching out as he let out a groan. Vox has been experiencing..romantic attraction. He was unused to it. He usually only felt sexual attraction unless it was Alastor. Somehow he got over Alastor for someone new. A different overlord..you. His robotic sharks were floating around the large enclosure of his office - concerned. Vox walked out of the room with his hands behind his back.

Vox wouldnt dare confess to you , he had a strong fear of rejection. Especially after Alastor..ugh that fucking radio bastard. Vox’s TV head glitched out for a moment to static. His shoes making soft sounds as he walked down the hallway towards the elevator. Vox learned against the wall , his hat blowing out small electric flares as he calmed himself.

Vox seemed surprised when you ran into the elevator just before it closed - breathless. Vox’s red eyes lagged as his static pupils formed hearts for a second. Vox raised a brow - trying to seem annoyed.

“ You could have asked for me to hold the elevator , you know. There was no need to run , it’s doors could have easily crushed you. “

Vox muttered - rolling his eyes and staring blankly at the elevator top. His heart pulsing in his chest like he was hit with electricity , his screen glitching for a moment as he composed himself.