nothingtreacle

[nothingtreacle]

—Breathe / PART I

regina mills x reader | boss x assistant IB: love you good by rochelle jordan

SUMMARY: Canon compliant office romance following the essence of a calm void meeting a disastrous storm as Regina and Y/N work at navigating their opposing personalities.

TAGS: angst, implied smut, semi-fluff

Regina's red bottoms clicked against the hardwood floors alongside Y/N; guiding Y/N through all of the mandatory protocols Regina whipped up weeks ago on the basis of mistakes from prior employees. Whilst followed by a seemingly simple day, it remained clear to Regina that she would not be following up with you. Your clumsy and careless antics brought a distaste to her as every action you took, Regina suppressed an irritated groan. 

On the other hand, you believed you nailed your first day; putting your best foot forward, you approached the woman as her glare shot daggers through you. Your oblivion leads to inevitable happiness as you smile from ear to ear with your chin up in a confident manner awaiting her feedback. Silence filled the room as no sound uttered from Regina, ”…well?” you said as you swayed from heel to toe with your ever so confident grin. Regina stared at you in disbelief, “how do you think you did, Ms. Y/L/N?” You placed your hands on your hip as you uttered with a shrug “I think I did pretty well if I do say so mys-” you’re abruptly cut off by her sudden chuckle which causes you to narrow your eyes and raise a brow “do you disagree Madam Mayor?” You were extremely taken aback as her laughter increased volume followed by her mockery “do I disagree? Please, you cannot be serious?” You stood silently, confirming her suspicion as you tugged on your clothes “Unbelievable” Regina mumbled under her breath followed by a faint chuckle “You made countless mistakes throughout your time here; you continuously got distracted, almost fell in your chair, and still managed to make worse mistakes” It’s as if her harsh words were cold as you felt your body develop quick chills at her tone. “It was nice to meet you Madam Mayor” you said quickly and firmly as you turned and walked out of the door—you weren’t getting the call back. 

Filled with regret as you recite your actions over and over while you walk along the sidewalk to eventually reach home. As you continued to beat yourself up, you decided to find a swift distraction by messaging some of your friends to see if they wanted to go out; they obviously agreed, everyone would rather be drunk than sober even if their days went well. 

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After whipping on the least coverage outfit you could possibly construct without being bare, you quickly exit your apartment to find your girlfriends on the sidewalk conversing the usual gossip alongside the subtle smoke from the shared cigarette. 

You all eventually made it to the club scene as your pre-boozed filled bodies stumbled into the entrance of the nightclub instead of paying for the overpriced bar drinks. Details soon begin to be forgotten as the night proceeds and you succeed at succumbing to your comphet tendencies as you continue to flirt with multiple people—majority of the night remains a blur, but in the morning, you woke up in a random person's bed with one missed call alongside a voicemail from Regina.

After you quietly rushed out of the bed and then out of the house, you proceeded to call Regina back rather than just listening to the voicemail. Regina quickly picked up the phone realizing it was your phone number “I’m glad you called me back” she said emotionless; while you made a horrible impression, she did not have any other person available to bear the weight of her job with her, so she gave in “I need you back”