Secrets and Things (MxM)

POV: 3rd Person

Aiden didn't want to go to work. Like REALLY didn't want to go to work. It might got to do with what went down last night. But he had to go to work. He couldn't afford to take any more days off.

That was why he was standing in front of the building, just staring at the front door. Employees and customers all gave him an odd glance at the human statue as they entered the building but the looks weren't registered in Aiden's head. He was too busy convincing himself to go in.

Look Aiden, it'll be fine. He's the CEO of a massive company. He doesn't have enough time on his hands to run into me. He's like a cool hearted robot with the same repetitive moves. It'll be like any other week where we'll barely see each other. And even if you run into him, the kiss probably wasn't even a big deal to him. He has sex all the time. In fact, he probably had sex last night after I left. He probably forgot about it. Just enter the building and go to your floor. In a fast pace manner. Just below sprinting. Then everything will become normal and we can all just move on with our days.

Pep talk done, Aiden determinedly nodded before he entered the building in a fast-paced manner. He was so eager to get to his floor, that he just eyed the elevators and nothing else. No looking left or right, no greeting the front desk or the people around him. Just get in the metal box and forget everything else.

Except there was one little flaw with that plan.

He couldn't focus on any incoming obstacles, especially moving ones. So it was no surprise that someone, who was occupied with their phone, crashed into him from the side. No, what was surprising was who crashed into him.

Both men fell onto the floor and Aiden automatically apologised repeatedly and then stopped when his eyes landed on who it was.

Aiden was having a staring competition with Mr. Fonzo, both participants' eyes wide as saucers.

Both men were frozen, as they ignored the people around them who were trying to help the two people up. Once they were both dragged up, the events from last night came to mind like a tsunami and Aiden's face exploded into a red hue whereas Erwin's face was dusted with a light tinge of pink, which was a lot more emotion than he usually showed at work.

Everyone else's jaws dropped, with some of them gossiping among themselves with absurd speculations. The two men were still staring at each other in shock, not knowing what to do.

I should apologise, Aiden thought to himself. I should explain what happened last night and make a joke out of it.

Instead, he relied on instinct once again and did the first thing that came to mind.

He ran.

Once he was in the elevator with the doors closed, his forehead was abused by the elevator walls (the action garnered a lot of weird looks from other occupants but were promptly ignored).

The gods were cursed.

Fuck you, god. I'm turning atheist, you unreliable service. I hope every prayer I sent you turns into cockroaches and climb up your legs, into your underpants.

♤♧♡♢

After that awkward morning interaction, Aiden assumed he was free for seeing any more Winny for the rest of the day. But then he realised he had a meeting in the afternoon with the guy and he nearly pulled all his hair out from the stress.

When it came time for the meeting, however, Erwin acted like the usual, professional but also picked small banters with the other man. He acted like nothing ever happened and Aiden took the escape card. Relief washed over him as well as disappointment because it told him that the kiss really meant nothing to him whereas Aiden couldn't stop thinking about it the entire night and day.