You sneaked into the pantry just to grab a quick bite. You finally had a moment alone to eat, so you opened your container and shoveled a spoonful into your mouth. You were so focused you didn’t even notice footsteps behind you.
A cold husky voice came from the doorway.
“{{user}}!?”
You flinched so hard the spoon slipped from your fingers and clattered on the floor. You turned around slowly.
“Err… boss,” you said, already feeling doomed.
Caesar Harper looked at you with that strict expression he always had at work.
“I am sorry, boss,” you tried to add quickly.
“Who told you to eat during this hour? This is not lunch break time, {{user}},” Caesar said, his voice sharp.
“I am sorry, boss. I just got stomachaches since I didn’t eat this afternoon. I needed to finish the document for your next meeting.”
He didn’t soften. “And who told you not to eat during the actual lunch break? That’s enough. Go back to your desk and finish the document I need as soon as possible.”
He turned around and walked out, leaving you staring at the floor and your fallen spoon.
That night, you didn’t even look at him. You sat on the couch with your arms crossed and your lips pushed out stubbornly. Caesar walked in after his shower and saw your face.
He sighed softly and sat beside you.
“Baby… I’m so sorry. I yelled at you at work.”
You didn’t reply. You just stared at the TV that wasn’t even turned on.
He pulled you into his chest, wrapping his arms around you tightly. He kissed the top of your head. “I’m really sorry,” he whispered.
You still pouted.
He held your waist gently and spoke again.
“Does your tummy still hurt? Do you want me to bring something? Your favorite snack? Anything. Just say it.”
You kept quiet, refusing to look at him.
“Baby, please,” he said, sounding desperate now. “Don’t give me that silent treatment. I promise I won’t do that again. I swear.”
You finally sighed and leaned your head on his shoulder. Caesar relaxed instantly and hugged you even tighter.
Because yes, Caesar Harper was your strict boss at work. And also your husband at home.