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We Bloom in December

[Mature Content] ||| It wasn't supposed to happen. But it happened so naturally none of them could have even realized they were falling, they just did. All because of an email with a typo when they were young, which made them become pen pals in secret. Maybe it was the magic of never meeting in person, maybe it was the charm of the unknown, but they fell, and they fell hard through the years. But were they really strangers in real life as they believed while keeping their identities a secret? ||| It's a fast paced age gap romance, there will be smut, the initial stage of the story is focused on them being pen pals, each chapter is an email in the first part. So, they will be quick paced and short in the beginning, and when they meet in person it'll get longer. It won't be a long story, the romance when it happens physically, will be fast paced. English is not my first language. It's original by me.

NastyRaven888 · Urban
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XLVII ||| December 25th of 2021 (IV)

From: A.LF

<alf.weeknd@gmail.com >

To: P.BG

<pbg.prada@gmail.com >

Sent: Saturday, 25 Dec 2021, 02:25

Subject: the tea is served, darling 🍵

Ugh, I got it wrong again? Boomer.

Okay, my 3rd guess is the title track Starboy.

Yes, darling, we're all vaccinated, don't worry.

I'm relieved you are too, yeah? I was worried.

Really, sickeningly worried, for you. Not just me, but my sister and my mom too, they kind of knew that I was going to confess to you last year, and they saw me breaking afterwards. Just learning the pain you were in, made me feel it through you, it brought back the memory of the my own grief, and they understand of that.

In fact, they told me to wish you a merry Christmas in their behalf, to send you a tight hug, a warm kiss, and to tell you to try drinking some chamomile tea, and having some pistachio ice cream. Well, you could switch the flavor of the tea and of the ice cream, those are my mom's favorites. They care for you even if you haven't meet each other.

I feel the same way. It's comforting to be in the same country as you, P, to know you're here somewhere. Even just the possibility of passing by you without knowing, warms my heart. I wonder what you would think of me if you saw me, hahaha, would you think I look nerdy and ugly, or would you think I'm attractive and hot? Would you be attracted to me without even knowing I am the men behind our lettering emails?

Sorry, I'm going there again, I couldn't help it.

Alright, darling, I'll spill the tea you're waiting for.

So, do you remember last year when I told you I once fell crazily in love with a senior girl from school, whom I made a move on in Valentine's day and got turned out in front of everyone? Well, guess what?

Through some of my contacts I landed an interview in the company I wanted to work on the most, right?

SHE was the one who interviewed me. She was stone cold, not ice-cold, but iceberg-cold, and I doubt she remembered me, given how I looked pathetically and like a child back then, and I look totally different now as a grown-up adult men, so, she had no reactions to seeing me, far from what happened to me, because my jaw dropped, and I ALMOST stuttered.

She looks devastatingly breathtaking, insanely more beautiful than she already was, I was sweating cold, even if nobody noticed, given I kept it calm and professional. Then, after she fiercely questioned me more than a thousand things, with that intimidating death glare of hers, she robotically said that I had landed the job. Me. ME. It was an interview for one worker only, and out of 2053 people, she picked me, and gave me the position, even though I'm probably one of the youngest around, and I was definitely the youngest in the interview, because everyone else was in their 30s and beyond.

And then, when I thought she was my supervisor, I learned that she was actually the COO of the company, which is absolutely insane. It makes her my boss, she's my bloody boss, and she is inhumane, she's ruthless, she's a bitch, P. Everyone is terrified of the sound of her shoes, that's how scary she is, and she seems to not give two shites.

I'm not scared of her, at all, I think I'm still attracted to her, even more than before, especially now that our gap isn't really important since we're both adults. But I have no chance, I heard she's engaged. She has a ring in her left ring finger, so that could be it. Who knows? She's so private that she could be married.

She was the Queen of the school, and a genius, so I always knew she would be in a position of power, but I never thought she would be my boss. Now it only makes me want to work harder to climb up and be closer to her, just to see if she'll recognize me. In fact, it would be hilarious to see her reaction if she did. She's still as short as I remember, though before she was taller than me, she didn't grow almost anything, but I did, I'm titanic near her, it's actually funny.

Don't be jealous, I still have more feelings for you.

I'll never have a chance with her either way.

But it is baffling how small the world is. I bet if you met her, you would humble her attitude in no time.

I have a question.

Is your handle Prada because you love the brand?

Yours,

- A ❤️