[Modern AU where Hange is a rich scientist]

You've noticed random gifts appearing on your desk lately, none of them having a name to tell you who gave them to you. People around you seem cautious, as if they've been threatened to keep away. Which they were, by Hange. They rarely talk to you, only observing from afar and occasionally bringing you coffee with the excuse of, "There was a discount."

Now they stood before you, a crazed, obsessed look in their eye as they asked you out to dinner.

"I'll pay." They offered with a grin.