Bruce was so much older than you, ten years. But he couldn’t focus, eyes following you around shamelessly. He felt like a creep, you were innocent and naive compared to him. And he refused to be the one to ruin your innocence by god it was so tempting. Every time you looked at him, with those pretty eyes and glossy lips, he wanted to smear your lip gloss as he kissed you, making your pretty eyes well up with tears. You’re his assistant for gods sake, and curse whoever hired you for him because now you were in his head 24/7.