I rest my case

Monday morning harry was at work a few minutes late. He walked into his office to find a white box with a light green bow warped around it on his desk. He closed the door, took off his suit jacket and put it on the coat hanger and sat down on his chair he opened the box to find a leather quiver inside it with his initials craved in it in fancy cursive letters.
"Hey harry we missed you on the weekends" Jeremy said while walking in behind Beth
"Hey guys" harry muttered still looking at the quiver in his hands in awe. He felt a shadow over his left shoulder and turned to see Beth looking over his shoulder at what he was holding.
"Who gave you that?" Beth asked.
"Um...no one" harry replied quickly stuffing the quiver into the box.
"Oh a present form a special someone ha? Should I go give them the shovel talk?" Jeremy asked with amusement twinkling in his eyes. There was a soft knock on the door making harry take a breath of relief but that relief was quickly taken away from him when he saw ted standing there looking from the box to him shyly.
"Can we help you with something boss?" Jeremy asked in the most harsh tone harry has ever heard him use.
"I came to Mr. Thornwood's office and as such I want to talk to him. Go to your office and get back to work" ted said firmly. With a few cursed words muttered under his breath he left the office with Beth behind him. She gave him one last worried look before closing the door on her way out.
"You didn't have to pull the boss card with them" harry said getting up when ted locked the door and walked towards him.
"I didn't want them sniffing around" ted replied walking closer to him. Harry moved past him keeping his eyes anywhere except the blushing platinum haired man.
"Did you like the present?" ted asked sensing the awkwardness of the other man.
"It looked expensive. You didn't have to get me that" harry said looking at him softly
"I know I didn't have to but I wanted to. I wanted to make you smile...is that such a bad thing?" ted asked. Harry looked away again
"Ted...what happened yesterday in the locker room..." harry started but ted cut him off quickly
"Don't you dare call it a mistake? You wanted it to happen and you know it. There is something ....something that draws me to you. You can lie saying you don't feel it but I know you do. You knew the day we met at the club and you knew it yesterday when YOU kissed ME" ted said firmly
"Ted..." harry tried again
"Why are you fighting this so hard harry? Who hurt you so bad that you scared to trust again?" once ted uttered those words Harry's soft and uncomfortable expression turned to rage
"You..." harry said crowding ted against his desk.
"You know nothing about me! You don't get to waltz in to my life and talk about what I feel or what I've been through. You like me? Well tough luck cause I don't like spoiled brats who use their daddy and mommies money to climb up the corporate instead of working for it like the rest of us. Well guess what you parents money is useless here. Fire me if you fucking want but if you're not going to do that get the fuck out of my office cause I have work to do" harry growled. When he was done with his small rant he was panting, his chest hiving with ever breath he took and ted was looking at him with a mixture of surprise and fear.
"Get out of my office" harry added with a weaker tone than before
"Harry..." ted started. Harry's expression was broken but with a blink of an eye it went away.
"Get out of my office" harry said again this time with a firm voice and with a small node and lingering glance back ted left. Harry sat back down on his chair and rugged on his hair with frustration. Seeing the scared look on Ted's face brought back memories he wished to forget. Just as he was about to start going though the heap of paper work running pilled on his desk his phone rang. With an irritated sigh harry took out his phone and froze when he saw it was the last person he wanted to talk to.
"Hello father..." harry greeted once he picked it up.