#steven alain starphase

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First time in a while

For Steven Starphase and fem! S/O

RP sentence starters:

S/O: “What? No! I wasn’t staring… I-I was looking at something behind you!”

Steven: “Did you really think I would get mad at you for that? Hah. Nice try hon.”

Prompt:

Fem! S/o crushing on Steven, little did she know frosty the snowman also has a crush on her. S/O accidentally knocks over Steven’s coffee. Because of his smol crush on S/O and his exhaustion, he doesn’t get mad at S/O and accidentally calls her “hon” instead.

行きましょう！！

Godammit, why did I have to work with Mr. Starphase right after I had that stupid dream about him… It’s too early for this shit.  

Without even noticing it, you let out an exasperated sigh that distracted Steven from his briefing of today’s assignments.

“What’s wrong, [name]? Do you have any questions with your assignment?”

“What? Uh- um no, Mr. Starphase. S-sorry for interrupting you,” you stuttered and immediately shifting your gaze from Steven to Klaus. “Is that so?” Steven subtly peers at you before continuing his announcements for the day. From that moment on, you honed all your focus on his announcements. After all, working as a Libra member means your life is always on the line. Missing an important information for your mission might cost you your life – even though you merely gather information like Chain (but without the superhuman abilities).

“That’s it for now. You’re all dismissed,” Steven ended the announcement without skipping a beat. “Ah, [name],” he motions for you to follow him in his office.  

Shit.. what is it now? Please leave me in peace Mr. Starphase.

“Sorry to impose this on you as well but can you stop by Patrick’s shop and deliver this,” he reaches at the side of his desk and hands you a long paper bag fit for a champagne bottle. Sensing your confusion, Steven explains that it’s a thank you gift for the favor he did in one his connection dealings.

 “I would give this to him myself but as you can see, I’m still working on this case.” His sleep-deprived eyes drifted to the tower of documents and two processors humming by his side. Anyone who looks at Steven right now would easily critique his terrible exterior. The crooked tie around his neck, the now evident five o’clock shadow around his jaw, and the lines around his eyes, the side of his nose and lips obviously gave away the three days he camped out in the office. But despite all this, you were still fond of his current state.

I must be sick in the head. This man looks like he’s about to pass out at any second.

Truth be told, his tired appearance just proved one of the reasons why you fell hard for the 32 year old man. He works so hard for the sake of the world without it uttering a single thank you to him. He might have caught his noble actions from Klaus but the man made his choice. He could have ignored Klaus’s passion for world salvation but he didn’t.

“[Name],” Steven’s face stood mere inches from yours. He had stood up from his chair because of the lack of response on your end.

Trying once again to get your attention, “[Name], are you okay? You’ve been staring at me for three minutes now. Do I look that bad?” His coarse laugh finally snapping you back to reality.

“What? No! I wasn’t staring… I-I was looking at something behind you!”

What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck?

At the immediate realization of the situation, you took frantic steps backwards while instinctively extending your arms out in an attempt to create some space between the two of you. Little did you know, Steven was holding his fifth cup of coffee for the day. In one fell swoop, you knock over the cup from his hands, spilling coffee all over his shirt and shoes. The sound of glass hitting the marble floors of the office echoed throughout.

“Ah poor [name],” Zapp and Leo muttered without any sign of emotion. “With that amount of sleep and stress on Mr. Steven… she’s done for.”

Picking up on their desolate commentary, your sweaty palms start to reach out for the shattered pieces on the floor. “I’m, I’m so sorry Mr. Starphase! Please forgive me, I didn’t notice you were so close and I couldn’t help but push…” His cold hands cutting off your string of apologies.  

“Ah [name], it’s okay, c’mon don’t pick that up. You might hurt yourself,” he assures you, grabbing your arm and pulling you up. With a face colored darker than a red velvet cake, you look up at Steven’s apologetic face. “Don’t worry about it. I was at fault for invading your personal space,” he confesses while scratching the back of his head.

He shifts his gaze to the two idiots gawking at what just happened. “And you two,” Leo and Zapp flinched at Steven’s icy glare. “Why are you still standing there? Didn’t I dismiss you already?” Both of their shivering figures bolted for the door. Steven breathes out and sees your still figure in front of him.

You wouldn’t think he was capable of becoming blushing – being one of Libra’s executives and in charge of its negotiations. But there he stood, awestruck by the bewilderment in your eyes.

Why is she still staring at me? Is there something on my face? Ah… her eyes are so wide, her eyeballs might pop out. It would be a waste if they did fall when they complimented her cute lil nose.

“A-aren’t you mad?” You manage to voice out, throat dry. No answer. “I spilled coffee all over you! Everything you’re wearing must be expensive, isn’t it?” Steven simply blinked.

“Pfftt,” he’s now doubled over, laughing at your ridiculous assumption. Like I would wear my expensive clothes to work. “What? No, they’re just regularly priced clothes,” he straightens himself up at last. “Also, this is not the first time someone has spilled coffee on me. I’ll live,” his lips curve up to a reassuring smile.

Fuck. Did I break Mr. Starphase? Why did he laugh? Why is he smiling when I just spilled coffee on him?

Steven moves slightly to the side when he sees Gilbert approaching with a pair of dustpan and broom. “Did you really think I would get mad at you for that?” Amusement in his voice. “Hah. Nice try hon.” Time stood still the second the word hon left his mouth. Even Gilbert stopped moving for a mere nanosecond.

Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, did I just fucking call her hon? She didn’t hear that did she?

Frightened to discover her reaction, Steven kept his eyes on the glass wall of his office. He can feel Klaus intently observing them like a visitor at a zoo.

“Mr. Starphase, I will go get you one of our extra mugs in the back. Please be careful of the floor for now. I’ll fetch the vacuum and clean it up once I get back.”

Mentally slapping himself on the face, Get it together Scarface! Say something! Anything!

“Hmm, oh okay,” he answers with his voice a tad bit higher than normal. “Thanks, Gilbert.”

Determined to redeem any dignity he has left, Steven turns to you. “Hear that [Name]? Be careful not to step on the stray pieces okay?” At this point, both of your faces have been painted in red. He took this as confirmation that you heard him call you a nickname only reserved for lovers.

This is it. She probably thinks I’m a creepy old man now.

He doesn’t realize that behind your flustered façade, a choir of angels have started singing your wedding march.

Oh my god, I need to stop. There’s only one explanation to this – Mr. Starphase has reached his limit. By the end of the day, he would be calling everyone hon.

Coordinating with Steven’s attempt to ease the awkward situation, you joked, “Ahahaha it’s okay Mr. Starphase. My shoes are pretty thick just like my skull.” More silence greeted the end of your sentence. “Then, I’ll be off now. See you tomorrow,” backing away from shared space of his office. Your escape did not require much effort since both of you did not want to make the situation worse than it is.

“Yea, see you tomorrow,” a meek Steven bids your farewell. From the corner of his eye, he can see Klaus giving him a thumbs up. As soon as you closed the door, he plops on top of his desk with his large hands covering his face.

“I think you did well, Steven,” Klaus declares from across the room. Steven replied with a groan.

Good thing, those two idiots already left. If they saw what happened, I’m sure I’m never gonna hear the end of it.