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Drama

Alexander “Lex” Luthor x Plus size!reader

Word Count: 1484 words

Warnings: none 

Summary: Lex spoiling his secretary, and when it starts to become too much, the real reason for his gifts comes out

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It was no secret that Lex could be dramatic.

He had been for all that time that you'd known him, making it abundantly clear that he appreciated anything that made an impact. That didn't change when it came to you, not even as his assistant.

For as long as you'd been working as his personal assistant, Lex would make a point to catch you off guard with extravagant surprises. Whether it was sending roses to your house without reason or gifting you a gold bangle on your desk after a long day of work.

Nothing was too much for you, as far as he was concerned.

However, for you, it was much too extravagant, and you'd told him that on multiple occasions. It didn't matter what you said though, because the flow of presents never ceased.

It was highly inappropriate to accept such expensive gifts from an employer, you knew that, but it didn't matter what you said or how many times you tried to send them back. Lex wouldn't take no for an answer.

At this point in your career, you still couldn't believe it.

You knew that he could be dramatic but what you didn't realize when you started was that Lex was also incredibly stubborn. Maybe you shouldn't have been surprised, given the reputation his father'd had but it would have been a lie to say you weren't.

"What is this, Mr.Luthor?" you inquired, not even bothering to knock as you entered his office with a start. Your heels clicked on the hardwood as you approached, but you didn't pay that any mind.

All you could think about was the large box you were holding in your arms, doing your best to keep from dropping it as you moved. The beforementioned box was sitting on your porch when you woke up this morning.

At first, you naturally assumed that there had been a mix up and it wasn't meant for you. No one in their right mind would send you such a large box, you were sure of it. However, when you checked the label, you saw that wasn't the case at all.

Right there on the side of the box, was your name, scribbled in messy handwriting.

You may have missed it, discarding it as some kind of mistake on any other day. Luckily, it was the same handwriting that you'd been reading and rewriting since you were an undergrad. There was no way you could physically misunderstand.

As soon as it clicked in your mind that Lex had sent this, you sighed. That, in itself, wasn't all that surprising to you. After all, knowing who'd sent it wasn't the problem. The problem resided inside the box, which when you opened it revealed a black cocktail dress. A black cocktail dress that was, most likely, more expensive than your monthly rent.

It was pushing the envelop, even for him.

You knew that you couldn't just let Lex spend that much money on you, especially with no good explanation. It just didn't make any sense, and would cause quite the uproar if the other members of the company found out.

There was no real reason for Lex to constantly try to buy you. He already paid you above minimum wage.

Frankly, there was nothing more that you could want that you didn't already have and you had to get him to stop. Money may not have meant much to Lex but it did mean a lot to you. There had to be someone else that he could spend all his money on, someone that he really cared about, for example.

You could only imagine how his father would react if he could see him now, blowing this much money on an assistant.

Lex only smiled at your intrusion into his office, grinning into his coffee cup.

He had been expecting you, albeit sooner rather than later. The male knew that as soon as he sent that package, he would be hearing from you about it. At this point, it was more than expected, as soon as you got his gifts.

However, your arrival was always welcome, even if he did wish that you would have come sooner. With a face like that, you could do anything you wanted as far as he was concerned, not that he would ever say that to you.

There was a thin line between flattery and harassment and Lex wasn't interested in crossing that. While he knew you didn't ask for his gifts, he couldn't help but send them. Speaking to you without upmost respect was a different matter entirely.

"You got my present" he beamed, getting an eyeful of the cloth hanging from your grasp now.

At your feet was the box, which you'd opened and discarded. Your focus was entirely on the black dress he'd bought, holding it out in front of you, clearly asking for an explanation. Though, Lex didn't have much of one for you.

He had went out specifically to pick it out for you, and he was sure that you would love it, just as the sales clerk at the boutique had assured him that you would. Lex just couldn't wrap his head around the fact that you weren't happy about it.

At the look on his face, you sighed.

"Yes I did. Why would you send me something like this?" you wondered, gesturing the price tag forward. You still couldn't believe that he would spend so much on a dress, it was simply too expensive.

Too expensive for you, at least.

Lex seemed to forget one thing about you during all his shopping, and that was that you weren't anything more than his employee. You weren't friends, you weren't his partner, you weren't his girlfriend. There was no reason for him to shower you with so much of his wealth.

It was starting to get even more ridiculous than before.

The male seemed shocked at your comment, though you couldn't be sure if it was at the sentiment your words carried or the fact that you were asking in the first place. He'd bought it because he wanted to, of course.

However, rather than tell you that, Lex held his tongue. He knew that, while his quip was witty and clever,  it wasn't going to make you feel any better than before.

"I thought that you'd like it" he shrugged, a look on his face that was rather genuine, albeit confused. As simple as it seemed to you, Lex really didn't seem to understand what he'd done wrong.

As far as he was concerned, there was nothing wrong with a little gift giving now and then. Still, even though you understood that he meant well, you couldn't let Lex keep blowing his money so irresponsibly on you.

It was just too much.

"I do like it, but I can't accept it. You can't keep buying me all these expensive things, I'm just your assistant" you reminded, hoping that you could get through to him in some way, even if you were potentially crossing a line with your boldness.

It was rare for someone to talk to Lex like that, as he was pretty used to just getting his way and doing what he wanted all the time. However, he sat in silence for a moment or two, in quiet contemplation before speaking.

"You're fired"

Those two words left his lips rather quickly, shocking you. Naturally, you assumed that you'd gone too far and upset him in some way, but that wasn't it at all. There was no upset or malice in his voice, instead, he was smiling.

Almost as if he didn't just tell you something that you never thought you would hear.

"I'm fired? Why?"  you asked, at this point accepting the fact that you had nothing to lose if this was, in fact, that last time you would be standing here.

It didn't make any sense.

You knew that Lex had never had a better assistant than you, and likely would never have another again, so it didn't make any sense that you two were going your separate ways after all this time.

Though, before you could completely panic, Lex cleared his throat. It was a strange action knowing Lex who wasn't one for subtle gestures, but you didn't say anything for a second. It was against your nature, but you held your tongue for a second to let him explain.

It couldn't hurt.

"Because it would be a conflict of interest to ask my personal assistant to have dinner with me, but if you aren't my assistant, then there isn't a problem with my gifts, is there?" he asked, thinking through everything all at once.

He was more than a few steps ahead of you, but when you stopped to think about it, he wasn't wrong. All that meant though, was that those gifts Lex loved so much weren't going to stop anytime soon.