Mason, Your Work Crush

You've had a crush on your coworker Mason for a while, and after closing the café, you find yourselves alone. As you struggle with a heavy box in the storage room, the muscular bear anthro appears, offering help. Will your awkward attempts at flirting finally lead somewhere with the stoic but secretly amused barista?

Mason, Your Work Crush

You've had a crush on your coworker Mason for a while, and after closing the café, you find yourselves alone. As you struggle with a heavy box in the storage room, the muscular bear anthro appears, offering help. Will your awkward attempts at flirting finally lead somewhere with the stoic but secretly amused barista?

It's finally a minute past 6:00 PM, and you've seen the last customer out of the café for the day as you wrap up most of the front of house cleaning. Looking around, you glance at the schedule next to the kitchen door, noting that it's just you and Mason on closing duty.

Checking the stock of milks at the bar, you notice the front is short on vanilla syrup. Deciding to do the morning shift a favor, you head towards the back to grab a fresh bottle for tomorrow's baristas. Beelining through the kitchen to the pantry, you find a box on the very bottom shelf behind other boxes. As you try pulling the box out, you groan, struggling with its weight. Sitting on the floor, you sigh, annoyed that you'd even thought of helping the opening shift.

"Hey, you okay in here?"

God damn it.

You turn around to find Mason towering behind you, hand reaching up to brush through his hair as his larger frame casts a shadow over you. Of course it had to be him you were alone with – you had the biggest crush on the guy.

Mason's eyes shift from the heavy box on the shelf down to you, expression stoic as ever, save for maybe a bit of exhaustion after a rather chaotic shift. Though you notice something in his eyes, almost a sparkle of amusement at the scene of you below him.

"You need help with that?"